Incommunicado

[desperance]

This morning I have the world's sexiest voice, all scratch and hesitant vibrato - and it is being entirely wasted, as I have spoken to no one except the cats and Roger, and none of them care a whit.

Also, I had no e-mail when I woke this morning, which was why I had to speak to Roger. It did of course come back exactly as we spoke, but I had spent an hour beforehand wrestling with the problem of how to communicate with one's ISP when one has neither voice nor e-mail, for when I woke I had no voice at all. A hot toddy works wonders, tho' I fancy the cure is temporary if not illusory altogether.

Also also, I have lost the writing thing. I gaze at works in progress, and find I have no interest. In the eighteenth-century sense, I mean that: I am uninvested here, I have nothing to say.

Today seems to be a good day to bake bread. There is a walnut-and-honey granary loaf proving as we speak. If it proves well, it may prove to be the best of me today. Otherwise, I foresee books and TV. DVDs, perhaps. Might this be the time to embark on a comprehensive rerun of Buffy? I still don't know how it ends, y'know...

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[esmeraldus-neo.livejournal.com]

"I still don't know how it ends, y'know..."

There is an American having what is known colloquially as a "conniption."

Yes, you may use your sick day to watch Buffy.

[desperance.livejournal.com]

Hee. I have a history of never quite making it to the end of series that I like...

I also have a friend who accosted me long years ago, and demanded to know what a conniption fit was. So we went and found out.

And thank you, and I might well; but I'll never make it to the end in one day, nor yet one week. This is why I've been hesitating over series one, ep one: it's a major investment. Maybe now, when my resistance is low...?

[mizkit.livejournal.com]

Yeah, go for it. THere's some good stuff in there. :)