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Nov. 18th, 2007 08:06 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
turpsHappy birthday to the most beautiful and amazing ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
bubbleforest. I hope today is wonderful for you, sweetheart.
I bought my Christmas cards yesterday, so, if you'd like one from me could you go to this post. It's my address post from last year, all screened of course, but you'll be able to see your own comment. If I already have your address, that's great, but if you've moved or are new since last year or have decided you never want mail from me again, let me know. I'll happily send overseas, and to people who are new to my friendslist. Fear me, for I have cards and sparkle!
It's wet and windy and dark, and soon we need to set off for a rugby tournament. Three teams to play....sigh. I so hope there's somewhere sheltered to sit, otherwise I'm going to be so miserable. Especially as we're going Christmas shopping at Metrocenter straight after. Which reminds me, spare shoes to change into. We're going to buy Corey's annuals while WH Smith have a half price sale. I've told him he's only getting his PC this year, but I wouldn't cut off his books, he loves reading too much.
I mentioned that my sister has her own net connection now. Well she phoned the other day saying she was having problems downloading episodes of The L Word, she wants all of season four, so she asked if I could do it for her, and then burn onto disc. The torrent has been downloading ever since, nearly two days now. When I was talking to her I was tempted to mention the place I get my tv downloads from, but that would have meant her getting an LJ, and that way leads to madness. While she knows what I do, there's a difference between knowing and actually reading my journal and leaving comments, which she would. Rude ones too, because she's like that.
Last night we were heading off to spend some time at the best friends when James happened to mention his boss had asked what I do. James told him I was a romance writer, which, huh? Me and Henry Fitzroy man, churning out the romance bodice busters *g* Of course James then decided I should make money from writing and do a book. Which hello, one, I don't want to. Two, not good enough.
Gah, it's nearly time to go. Leave my nice warm house for the wet cold outdoors. When Corey's older I'm so going to remind him of all these hours spent on soggy fields.
bubbleforest. I hope today is wonderful for you, sweetheart.I bought my Christmas cards yesterday, so, if you'd like one from me could you go to this post. It's my address post from last year, all screened of course, but you'll be able to see your own comment. If I already have your address, that's great, but if you've moved or are new since last year or have decided you never want mail from me again, let me know. I'll happily send overseas, and to people who are new to my friendslist. Fear me, for I have cards and sparkle!
It's wet and windy and dark, and soon we need to set off for a rugby tournament. Three teams to play....sigh. I so hope there's somewhere sheltered to sit, otherwise I'm going to be so miserable. Especially as we're going Christmas shopping at Metrocenter straight after. Which reminds me, spare shoes to change into. We're going to buy Corey's annuals while WH Smith have a half price sale. I've told him he's only getting his PC this year, but I wouldn't cut off his books, he loves reading too much.
I mentioned that my sister has her own net connection now. Well she phoned the other day saying she was having problems downloading episodes of The L Word, she wants all of season four, so she asked if I could do it for her, and then burn onto disc. The torrent has been downloading ever since, nearly two days now. When I was talking to her I was tempted to mention the place I get my tv downloads from, but that would have meant her getting an LJ, and that way leads to madness. While she knows what I do, there's a difference between knowing and actually reading my journal and leaving comments, which she would. Rude ones too, because she's like that.
Last night we were heading off to spend some time at the best friends when James happened to mention his boss had asked what I do. James told him I was a romance writer, which, huh? Me and Henry Fitzroy man, churning out the romance bodice busters *g* Of course James then decided I should make money from writing and do a book. Which hello, one, I don't want to. Two, not good enough.
Gah, it's nearly time to go. Leave my nice warm house for the wet cold outdoors. When Corey's older I'm so going to remind him of all these hours spent on soggy fields.
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Date: 2007-11-18 11:32 pm (UTC)hope you didn't freeze today and survived the shopping!
(you could too write m/m romance if you *wanted to ;p )
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Date: 2007-11-20 04:19 pm (UTC)I did freeze, but, I found a coat to fit! I pick it up tomorrow!