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It's really not that hard. At least, I don't think so.

But for some reason, I constantly have people mis-spelling my user name.

Usually as "deidr1". That seems to come up a lot.

Then there's "deirde1", which at least seems pronounceable.

I've also seen "dierd1", "deidre1", and, most recently, "derid1".


Do other people have this happen to them? Or is it just me, and my very odd nickname?


It's "deird". It rhymes with "weird", and is spelled in the same way. IT'S NOT THAT HARD.

Caleb has decided he likes Nan and Pa's pets and wants to be nice to them.

...so he spent a lot of time last night bringing them books, and dolls, and toys.

The dog wasn't terribly happy about getting stuff piled haphazardly on top of him, but the cat just went back to sleep underneath it all.


*grins*

Some people in ffrantsrants are having a discussion about OCs, and if they can be written in a worthwhile way.

And most people seem to be agreeing that, yes, they can - as long as they aren't the central characters in the story.

Which... I find interesting.

( on writing ...especially mine )

So, it looks like I'm about to have a housemate.

Which... woo! Company!

And woo! Money!

And on the other hand... cleaning out my spare room and finding somewhere to put all my boxes of stuff and moving my piano and cleaning up and SO MUCH EFFORT. *cries*


It seems my weekend will be rather busy.

Rather randomly, it has occurred to me that, really, Buffy has a lot in common with the Ninth Doctor.

( spoilery meta on both of those characters )

Usually, train station announcements are the same old standard boring and unintelligible.

This morning, however...

At Richmond station, the loudspeakers were being used so that a very intelligible announcer could rhapsodise about the joys of commuting, and going to work.

Seriously. He was saying things like:
"...and isn't it great getting to go through our glorious train system, knowing that a productive day's work is waiting at the other end? We're thrilled to have you using our public transport this morning, so sit back, relax..."

It was... odd.

Here's a ficlet written for still_grrr's vacation-themed month.

It occurred to me that, for some people, Sunnydale means you're not at home...


( views on vacations )

I think... I think... that I might maybe possibly have finished my remix fic...

*tries not to let the universe hear me, in case it decides to be vindictive and un-writes bits*

You know, it's occurred to me that, other than fireworks, I have no idea what Americans do on the 4th of July.

With other American holidays, I'd say I know pretty much what to expect, but TV doesn't get produced during July, so I'm left without much to go on. And the only American movie featuring the 4th of July is Independence Day - which I'm assuming isn't typical.

So... fireworks.
Anything else?

Well, have fun, anyway! *waves imaginary flag*




In other news, I have four stories I really should be writing, and absolutely no ideas for any of them, because the remix has taken over my brain.
Which I really wouldn't mind so much, but I'm not actually getting my remix written, either...

It shouldn't be possible for me to get lost while driving - at least not when I'm two streets away from my house, driving home by a route I use at least three times a week...

This week, I keep seeing LJ entries on my flist complaining about the heat.

And I keep almost responding with "Hah! Heat? You can walk barefoot outside without the skin on the bottom of your feet burning when you hit concrete. YOU DON'T KNOW HEAT."

...but then I remind myself that, any day now, I'm going to end up shivering enough to come on here and complain about the cold.
And I'll probably have half my flist wanting to respond with "Hah! Cold? You can walk outside gloveless without your fingers freezing and falling off. YOU DON'T KNOW COLD."

So, for the moment, I'll refrain...

I won a banner! And another banner! Both are very much adorable.


From still_grrr, for Fuzzy Thoughts:




And from The Rogue Poet Awards, for Small Spaces:




Congrats to all the other winners at Rogue Poet, especially rebcake, gabrielleabelle, angearia, snickfic, lilachigh, bruttimabuoni, and moscow_watcher!

As you might have noticed, I’ve written quite a lot of fanfic in the last year and a half.

And, if you’re very observant, you might have noticed that the majority of it has “written for the _____ prompt at still_grrr” at the top.
Those that don’t will almost certainly be “written for open_on_sunday”, or “written for good__evil”, or possibly “written for Random Livejournaller Who I Got Assigned To In A Ficathon”.

This is because challenge communities rock. Completely.

( more on this topic )

It's so foggy outside that I can see the moon.
(Or I could, a few minutes ago.)

This might not make a lot of sense, on the face of it. And unfortunately, in the time it took me to run inside and get a camera, the moon disappeared again - so I have no proof.

But it sort of makes sense, in my head.
After all, the reason we normally can't see the moon, during the day (assuming it's on the appropriate side of the Earth), is because the sun is so bright it makes all moon-seeing impossible.

That is not currently the case. Because it's SO INSANELY FOGGY.

But, yeah - I saw the moon.
Right in the middle of a very white and foggy sky, there was this even whiter round thing, hanging there looking all moony.

And it wasn't the sun, because that was slightly further along in the sky, making the fog all shiny.

IT LOOKED SO COOL.

Sometimes, I really wish I lived somewhere that was less stiff-upper-lip-y, and more weep-and-wail-and-show-your-grief... because then, maybe, if I happened to be obviously crying and yet reassuring everyone that I'm fine, really I am, maybe, just maybe, they'd stop assuming that I'm lying.

( getting fit, accidentally leaving, and being fine, really I am... )

Here's a fic (err... sort of), written for the latest round at joss_las.



( several years later, in Boston )

I just spent fifteen very frustrating minutes trying to get an answer to a very simple question.

( trains, teddy bears, and much confusion )

Happy Birthday debris4spike!

Have a great day, and pat Jiffy and DJ for me!
*huggles*

Three mini-posts on completely unrelated topics:

( spoilers and TV tropes )

( polite rudeness )

( Terry Pratchett books )

Happy Birthday silveronthetree!


Have a fantastic day!