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I left a fic journal lying around back stage at Cradogan Hall today, and forgot to pick it up again. I now have visions of my choir master walking off with it. It was at least a vaguely tame notebook, LOTR fandom rather than football, and slash-free as far as I remember. But. I've lost a chunk of writing, and I have paranoia about who's going to pick it up...

And we bumped into an old friend from choir that we hadn't seen for years. It was very odd. We knew here when we were fifteen and she was eighteen, and I remember her best for having several flings with fourty-year-old men, a habbit she seems to be continuing, although it squicks me considerably less now than it did then. Which takes the grand total of old FCMG memebers I thought I'd never see again that I've randomly bumped into over the past year to four-and-a-half.

And. I'm soooo far behind with advent fic it's not funny. Concerts took up more time than I was expecting. But I can now sing the Hallelujah chorus. Which is a good thing, because owning up to never having sung it was always kinda embarassing. Also,

yuletide craziness was... crazy. Squeezing in time to download slash on to

opportunemoment's dad's computer so I could send it to a total stranger to upload to the site, so that I could get some sleep between the manic singing was kinda... interesting. But. All is done. So now I can write advent fic. Yes.

I think that's all the news from Jessie-land. Other than it's two days til christmas and I haven't yet bought a single christmas present because I'm the crappest least organised person to walk the planet...

EDIT: Eeeeeeeeh I got a no christmas mix cd in the post from

ladydewinter! Squeee it's soooo coool. I love you and thank you and *hugs* :D