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Dec. 6th, 2004 02:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anotherusedpageMy notes for fic for advent are on my uni computer. Which is a laptop and here in London, but I have to do lots of sorting out, finding the correct cables, cleaning out the chache, removing viruses from quaranteen in the temp files etc before I can plug it into the home network and use it here. I'm going to have to do this in the next couple of days because while I remember a fair amount of what I was planning on doing, most of what I remember is long and complicated stuff that I'm working on for later in the month rather than things I can rattle off ready to post.
I know what today's fic is going to be. Tomorrow's fic I'm a little bit more stuck with.
And I need to get on with writing my yuletide fic. Which I can't get at at all until I sort out my laptop.
In other news, I got a digital camera for my birthday! Jumpy jumpy jumpy squeeeee. Think my dad got it free off his company - in fact, I've got this suspicion that it was another comitted service award thingy, like the stupid clock we've got up in the living room that chimes the hour and has a swinging pendulum just for the look of it which runs on a batery. We call it Bingly-bongly-beep after the organiser imp in Terry Pratchett. Yes, I name my clock as well as my bread-knives. I've never yet named my computer. Not quite sure why.
Which reminds me: I didn't post this at the time, because it was last wednesday and I was up to my elbows in work and random comittments... but I think I whinged last time I did a recording in the magdalen chapple about the fact that the folding chairs squeak so you can't sit down at any point during the recording. You also can't actually record for longer than 15 minutes straight without the sodding tower clock chiming. Add to this the fact that it's too cold, and the session was four hours long at a time when I'd've rather been somewhere else. And did I mention the fact that it's too cold, and also the fact that the people who'd been using the chapple the night before had put the lights away in the wrong place and we couldn't find them so we were having to read our music by candle light....
And in threeee days I get to go seeopportunemoment.
Right. I'm going to go write things. Yes.
I know what today's fic is going to be. Tomorrow's fic I'm a little bit more stuck with.
And I need to get on with writing my yuletide fic. Which I can't get at at all until I sort out my laptop.
In other news, I got a digital camera for my birthday! Jumpy jumpy jumpy squeeeee. Think my dad got it free off his company - in fact, I've got this suspicion that it was another comitted service award thingy, like the stupid clock we've got up in the living room that chimes the hour and has a swinging pendulum just for the look of it which runs on a batery. We call it Bingly-bongly-beep after the organiser imp in Terry Pratchett. Yes, I name my clock as well as my bread-knives. I've never yet named my computer. Not quite sure why.
Which reminds me: I didn't post this at the time, because it was last wednesday and I was up to my elbows in work and random comittments... but I think I whinged last time I did a recording in the magdalen chapple about the fact that the folding chairs squeak so you can't sit down at any point during the recording. You also can't actually record for longer than 15 minutes straight without the sodding tower clock chiming. Add to this the fact that it's too cold, and the session was four hours long at a time when I'd've rather been somewhere else. And did I mention the fact that it's too cold, and also the fact that the people who'd been using the chapple the night before had put the lights away in the wrong place and we couldn't find them so we were having to read our music by candle light....
And in threeee days I get to go see
opportunemoment.Right. I'm going to go write things. Yes.