Furthermore...

[desperance]

In other news, my VCR (yes, I am a dinosaur; why do you ask?) appears to be on its last legs. I thought, if I could do nothing else, I could watch taped episodes of House; but there are all these hiatuses (hiatii? Haiti?) where it seems to have jammed for five or ten seconds, frozen picture and no sound. Except that the tape clearly hasn't stuck, it's actually recorded five or ten seconds of freeze-frame, which is a bit weird. I would put it down to interference on the cable, but it hasn't happened when I've been watching live, only on the recorded channel, and for three nights consecutively. I dunno, maybe it's a loose connection somewhere (the cats do spend a lot of time jumping on & off the set-top digibox, trying to knock it to the floor); but I'm going to cost those DVD recorder thingies anyway. Not that I can afford one. Can't afford anything. Sigh. Remind me again, why ain't I rich...?

Sheesh, but I do not want to write today. I've just looked at all my current projects consecutively, and none of them is stuck, I know where I'm going with each of 'em - and nothing. I sit and gaze at 'em, and the well is empty. Which it has not been for sooo long, I'd forgotten almost that this can happen.

Maybe I'll go for a walk, see if that makes any difference. Maybe I'll go to the shops. I can't feel any crapper out there than I do in here...

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[martyn44.livejournal.com]

There I was, declining dominus and coming to the conclusion of hiatusi (obviously a South African tribe, or a long forgotten dance craze) Glad to discover my Latin A level is as fraudulent as it is redundant.

It didn't look right anyway.