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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*
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*
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