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dragonlady7Yeah, the Internet died somewhere between 2 and 6 pm, for all of Verizon's Buffalo-and-suburbs customers. It was really trying, and very upsetting. I thought I'd never survive.
And now? Gmail's down. Fuckers.
Not like i missed anything while i was offline-- I did laundry-- but still.
I had just done two weeks worth of dishes and wanted to come whine about it. But no! I was denied!! And now my ire has faded somewhat, as long as I don't think about it, so all is well I suppose.
I did read the Silm. At least, the bits that weren't about Turin. i've discovered that really, it's just the Narn i Hin Hurin that squicks me, so as long as I steer clear, I can handle that. And so I know a great deal more than I did four hours ago. But still.
I still think my Tragic Glorfi Backstory can work, even now that I've read the relevant bits of the Silm. It needs adjustments, but not many. I'm still thinking about the Gratuitious Elf Torture fic and thinking that if only I can figure out how to somewhat moderate the angst, it could be kinda ok. I mean, those boys get angsted so much, y'know? I tend to put liberal doses of angst into my fanfic but too much is overkill. So I want to have, y'know, adversity, and people overcoming it. Rather than The Wallowing. So that's the idea-- people getting damaged and getting over it. With Pretteh Elfsex.
Definitely have mild cold. I get a cold like every week now. Fucking bar patrons, putting their mouths on their glasses that I then have to wash. Pfeh. Eh well, it's probably good for my immune system: I didn't have so much as a cold from last December until this one, due to the, y'know, total unemployment and never leaving the house (I could go up to 14 days without so much as going down the stairs from the apartment, but after that Dave would drag me out screaming into the light because I was usually crazy by then).
And now? Gmail's down. Fuckers.
Not like i missed anything while i was offline-- I did laundry-- but still.
I had just done two weeks worth of dishes and wanted to come whine about it. But no! I was denied!! And now my ire has faded somewhat, as long as I don't think about it, so all is well I suppose.
I did read the Silm. At least, the bits that weren't about Turin. i've discovered that really, it's just the Narn i Hin Hurin that squicks me, so as long as I steer clear, I can handle that. And so I know a great deal more than I did four hours ago. But still.
I still think my Tragic Glorfi Backstory can work, even now that I've read the relevant bits of the Silm. It needs adjustments, but not many. I'm still thinking about the Gratuitious Elf Torture fic and thinking that if only I can figure out how to somewhat moderate the angst, it could be kinda ok. I mean, those boys get angsted so much, y'know? I tend to put liberal doses of angst into my fanfic but too much is overkill. So I want to have, y'know, adversity, and people overcoming it. Rather than The Wallowing. So that's the idea-- people getting damaged and getting over it. With Pretteh Elfsex.
Definitely have mild cold. I get a cold like every week now. Fucking bar patrons, putting their mouths on their glasses that I then have to wash. Pfeh. Eh well, it's probably good for my immune system: I didn't have so much as a cold from last December until this one, due to the, y'know, total unemployment and never leaving the house (I could go up to 14 days without so much as going down the stairs from the apartment, but after that Dave would drag me out screaming into the light because I was usually crazy by then).
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Date: 2005-03-11 07:04 am (UTC)And what about G's dad? What happened to him?
(Feel free to delete if you find this post indiscrete.)
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Date: 2005-03-11 05:37 pm (UTC)Oh, nothing's secret, i just think I'll move in-progress blathering that is still rough to the other journal. As it is-- I got a few people who read the first-first draft of the Death of Ecthelion fic and then never bothered reading the final one, and it strikes me that that's a little backwards, so I should try posting rough drafts elsewhere and publishing the final ones instead. It's an attempt. :)