Personal Festivities

1. So I have this extremely persistent bruise on my knee. And for a while now I have been saying that if the bruise got to be six months old, I would name it and buy it presents.

So! Today is six months, and I am naming the bruise on my knee Kermit, in honor of the car I wrecked in the accident that left me with a persistent bruise on my knee as my most significant injury. I suppose what today really is is the Feast of That Could Have Been So Much Worse; every time I am a little concerned or annoyed to still have a bruise six months after the car accident I remind myself exactly how ridiculously lightly I got off there.

Presents, which will arrive tomorrow because I didn't plan this as carefully as I clearly should have, are: a new paperback Four Quartets, to replace the one I used to carry with me everywhere all the time--and had with me after the accident--which disappeared at some point recently; all four Hilary Tamar books by Sarah Caudwell, which are entirely delightful; and The Serpent Sea by Martha Wells.


2. The Lewis fic I posted yesterday was my 300th to go up on the AO3 and my website (in, if I am counting right, fifty-three fandoms). Which I guess is what happens when you stick around for the better part of ten years in fandom and just keep writing and writing and writing.

I feel like there should be some celebration for this, too, so if anyone wants to leave prompts I will take a crack at writing 300-ish word ficlets. Only Lewis, Generation Kill, or Vorkosigan Saga, please. I clearly don't need any new fandoms on the tally. *g*

That meme everyone is doing

Pick up the nearest book to you.
Turn to page 45.
The first sentence describes your sex life in 2012.

It was also the most diverse Cabinet in history.


...That sounds a bit promising.