(no subject)

I have to say happy birthday to the lovely yami_tai. I hope you're having a wonderful day, honey. You so deserve it.

I'm finally up to date with Prison Break, and now have a week to go for the next one. Looking at episode titles it seems channel 5 has just shown episode 16 but it's up to #20 elsewhere. I'm so tempted to download the others but James and I watch together and he wants to watch on the tv. But still, episodes I could download. All these cuts that taunt me, begging me to read. It's to cry.

I paid for more LJ and icon time today. I've been getting mails o' doom from LJ for a while now saying they were about to run out and this mornings reminded me that today was the last day. What gets me is normally I'd talk about stuff like that on here, I mean, I tell you about the rest of my tedious life, this is just one more thing. But I didn't because I'd hate people to think that I was hinting for paid time, because I so wasn't. I hate when people do that, I know people hit hard times and sometimes the price of LJ time is too much, but asking for people to pay? That just strikes me as wrong. I love when people randomly give paid time just because, and I don't think there's anything wrong paying for friends or other such arrangements, but blatant hints make me cringe.

Anyway, moving on. I think I'm unstuck on the story I'm writing. I sent it out to anyone who was silly nice enough to offer and now I can see where I've been going wrong. Looking at the story now it's obvious where the problem is, but I just couldn't see it before. Too tangled in what I did have I guess. But now some of those tangles have been torn down and I can fix things, and hopefully cross one prompt off for the slash25 table, but man, I hope they're all not as stressful as this.

Talking of stories. I posted one for turloughishere's birthday over at trickyfishing. It's set in the Feel universe and I think everyone that actually likes that universe has read it, but just in case, it's here. Trickyfish, AU, you know the drill.

Corey's off school today because of a burst water main. He was off on Monday, off today, he's one happy boy just now. Actually, that reminds me of something. Friday I was at my nurses appointment. They've just taken a new nurse on and it was the first time I'd met her. She was nice enough but left me all wtf!? too. She was asking if I had any kids, just general questions to fill the time you know? I said yeah, I had a little boy, so she asked how old he was and I said 10. She laughed at me then and said he wasn't little at all, then started asking if he'd started to get those baby whiskers yet, or needing to use deodorant and being stroppy, stuff like that. Inside I was all, nooooooo! I know he's growing up and all that will arrive, sooner rather than later. But until then, keep the reminders to yourself.