stealthymuse

It's been a while since I've done one of these, so my apologies if it's not quite as adequate as I'd like.

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If none of my ideas work for you, dear author, please just write the duo we matched upon and it will be fine.

But I should probably at least do a little bit of my tax return research.

I tried to throw a party this evening. Only a couple of days notice. I suspect that most people didn't see the invitation (fb sucks at timeliness), and the other half weren't able to come at such short notice.

Mind you, even with notice, a lot of people don't bestir themselves to come along.

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It was a pretty good birthday. Nothing dire or terrible, at least. A day of work, and bible study at the end, and one of the bible study leaders made cupcakes, so I got a candle stuck in mine and everyone sang happy birthday.

I made a cake. Red velvet with ermine buttercream. I haven't really had a chance to eat it yet. I'm gearing up the courage to invite people around on Saturday night for post-dinner cake.

Anyway, I'm kind of tired, like I said. I've just calculated my mobile phone costs, because I use the phone for some work stuff, and other than that, I think it's health, any expenses (purchases of technology), and donations.

And then my accountant can tear her hair because I haven't put in the things she really wants and it will involve chasing me to get back to her...

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Day off tomorrow - cousin's wedding. On a Friday. With family. And we're staying in the area (other side of Sydney) for the night, both the twins and I.

Have to speak to the neighbours about feeding the cats and checking the chooks.

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Hm. Getting a bit of a headache. I wonder if it was the el cheapo dumplings we had for dinner...

It's a bit funny, I've been getting more comments on my fics lately.

People coming back to re-read, a couple of new commenters, and some people who just say "good fic".

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I made quilts! I mean, I'm almost always making quilts, but this year is kind of the "oh fuckit, I'm going to just sew stuff because I have SO MUCH FABRIC and I need to be rid of some of it" attitude.

Also, I have a list of people the length of my arm who I would like to give quilts to, and still have not. Need to pull my finger out.

There's a local woman who I get to quilt my quilt tops, and while she's decent, it's not quality work. Which is fine by me. It stiches the top and backing together, I bind it, it's cheap and DONE. But a few quilting friends of the...older persuasion...have been nudging me to try other quilters. And I might for these quilts:

( the peacock communique quilts )

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Just had a sparky (electrician) around to quote for some work. Chatty guy. I always seem to get the chatty tradies. We'll see how much they charge, although he seems a decent sort.

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Creative writing last week was almost completely non-existent. I'm just losing my will to put words on a page, to tell stories.

I'm going back and re-reading old book series, though. I re-read The City Who Fought from McCaffrey's Brainship series, and am once again SUPER DOOPER MAD at the "sequel" all over again. Which was written by McCaffrey's co-author for The City Who Fought, and was vastly inadequate to the characters, the Brainship series, and whatever genre they were writing int.

Fortunately, The Ship Who Searched (co-written with Mercedes Lackey) is still my happy place, tyvm. I could take a thousand stories of Tia and Alex exploring the galaxy.