frog princess

Work fretting, some venting ( ... )

But I'm not worried enough to let it spoil my weekend, which will be spent in delightful Tynemouth, at connotations. I'm very excited. Very, very. I've even printed out some of my fic to bring, like toscas_kiss said to.

I'm thinking of bringing some doujinshi too-- Saiyuki and Death Note, some of which I now remember I said I'd scan for lebateleur, but never actually did. I suck, I'm sorry. 

I went to see the physio this morning and he told me, as expected, that I'd damaged a nerve in my arm. I've decided not to return to work at all this week, even though the pain is lessening. I'd rather take time to get better now than to go back too early and to risk making it worse.

My physio is very attractive in a manly, pink-cheeked sort of way. I had thoughts that were shamefully inappropriate when he kneeled up behind me on the therapy couch, even with my arm contorted in painful directions. I shall surely go to hell.

Today's disturbing news is: Police shoot man in Tube station. Either they knew he had a bomb on him and was very likely to set it off or-- who knows? The description of how the shooting took place is very disturbing. Armed police in this country don't have a very good track record. I'm thinking about the man who got shot for possession of a table leg.

I decided to download 18-26 of Samurai Champloo. Only 14 hours to go...

Work was good today - had a productive meeting and got some ideas for the papers that we are supposed to be writing for the research department. Train home was absoluely packed, people standing in the aisles, and a baby relentlessly screeching. There are still lots of police at Birmingham New St station, not so many at Reading station. lexin made an excellent post on the bombings, here.

Anyway, as a distraction from badness I suppose, in the past two days I've surprised myself by writing more than 3000 words of a cracktastic, deeply smutty Batman/Saiyuki AU. The mind is a wonderful thing.

This post is veering wildly, but I've decided I actually really hate CLAMP's art after all. RG Veda is to blame - I can't tell anyone apart. On the other hand, I like Blade of the Immortal very much. I bought vol one today, but at a tenner a go and up to 14 (?) volumes, it might be an expensive habit.

Right, I'm shattered. Time for a large glass of port and then bed, I think.

Oh fuck. Just seen the Guardian front page. What's happened today? Anyone in central London - I hope you're safe.