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One day I'll manage a birthday shout out on time. Yesterday was the birthday of the lovely starwatcher307. Now, a lot of you won't know Starwatcher as she plays in The Sentinel fandom, but she was my first beta reader ever. You people that have seen my sucky first drafts have seen nothing compared to what she had to wade through. I'd just started to write, think huge info dumps, very few paragraphs, no exposition. It was bad, so much worse than what I do now. But Starwatcher worked with me until I was passable at least. She's one heck of a beta and one heck of lady. So, happy birthday! Sorry it's late.

Keira was visited in hospital last night. She's covered in a horrible rash that looks like blood has burst under her skin. She's being treated as if she has the most serious kind of meningitis but they won't really know until they get the blood tests back later today. Poor thing, she looks so tiny in the hospital bed.

Changing the subject completely. Back in the day I collected Hardy Boys books. I have all the mysteries but one and most of the case files. Anyway, sometimes I read Hardy Boys fanfic. I know, I know. Shut up. No slash though, well, I've found two but they weren't that good. It seems the cest hasn't hit the HB fandom. Yesterday I went to the site and read the crackiest crack fic ever! I was so delighted!

Get this. Joe Hardy's male teacher falls in love with him. He seduces Joe by hypnotising him. Joe goes a little nuts and falls out with his friends and family. Then the teacher abducts and rapes him. Joe is found, blood poring from his body, there was a river of blood trailing from the stretcher as they were moving it even. But that wasn't the best. Before the rape, the daughter of the rapist had fallen for Frank, Joe's brother. She was supposed to poison Frank but the food was swapped and Joe ate arsenic instead. During the trial it's revealed that not only is Joe HIV positive due to the rape, he also has terminal stomach cancer due to the poison. We'll bypass many chapters of Joe writhing in pain as the cancer eats him alive, his stomach was pretty much removed. He needed chemo. He contracted tb. All the while sobbing and declaring love to his brother, and it wasn't even in that way. Spoilsport. Also, random song lyrics added to the story, which I especially enjoyed when Joe came home to his birthday party. Was happy, but knew he was going to die that very night. Because he had tb, HIV and cancer you know! Except, before dying his last, he managed to phone the local radio station to dedicate a song to his girlfriend saying how much he loved her.

Almost 40 chapters later and you know what happened? Suddenly we're in an avalanche, Frank wakes up, and it's all been a dream. That's just not right! I mean, why didn't he have a shower, say he'd had a dream and be done with it? Avalanche. Feh!

Moving on. I've just had the most gorgeous arrangement of flowers delivered. 14 years ago today I went to a nightclub with my friends. I met James. I was 18, he was 17. I was in the second year of college. He the last year of secondary school. He bought me a pink kangaroo which at that time was my drink of choice. ( larger, cider, advoka and blackcurrant mixed in a pint glass. I know, I was so classy ) We danced to the Music Man song, and 14 years later I still haven't got rid of him *g*

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James has just phoned and said he's booked a table at an Italian restaurant for us all tonight. I'd be whiney and ungrateful if I said I'd rather stay home in my pjs wouldn't I? But it's cold and my shows.... Me and My Dog. You Are What You Eat. Celebrity Fit Club, Jimmy's Farm.... Yes, I am that sad and watch those shows, any many more of that kind beside. I have no shame. Well, okay, I had shame when I was watching You Are What You Eat one week and Gillian did her usual trick of showing the victim all they'd eaten the previous weeks and the kitchen was covered in buckets of jelly sweets. You were supposed to be disgusted, I just thought, I want!

I often wonder what makes random strangers think they can touch you. I was going to pick Corey up earlier. It's Craft Club on a Tues and I have to pick him up from the school itself instead of the church. I'm walking through the church and my mp3 players stops. I'd been waiting for that as the battery was almost dead. However, I was prepared and had a battery ready and started to change them over. At which point a middle aged man with a bandage over one eye approached followed by a lot of other men. He walked up and said 'Why you look smart as a carrot just standing there. If I was years younger'....giggle giggle laugh laugh. grab for my hand. Which yeah, I was hardly all that standing there in my usual everyday clothes with my hair all over. Second, don't be grabbing for me. So I smiled at the strange man and went on my way.

I have an hour to make Corey and I look presentable. I'd better get going.