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And life returns to normal with Sullen Fresher screaming in the next room and me taking Miko's suggestion to play Don't Stop Me Now very loudly. Only I was watching Hot Fuzz through Media Player the other day and fiddled with all the sound settings to get rid of the slight tinny-ness and the first way through the song had some very weird bass stuff happening. *blinks*

I'm all LJ-complained out, through tirdness rather than forgiveness at their spectaculary backpedelling apology. It's something but kinda too little, too late. Sorry but it really took some time to figure out how messed up this was. Was it the over-10,000 comments to the news posts, the 24,360 (and rising) member count of fandom_counts or countless angry emails, phone calls and faxes that finally clued you in? The wonderful fandom_wank has more discussion in the comments as to why it doesn't measure up.

It all makes more sense when Brad admits he doesn't work for LJ anymore.

I don't know, I've still lost faith in 6A/LJ-the-company. What I have gained though, is an appreciation of the wonderful community that is fandom and the knowledge that we really could take over the world. (Though only if it involved porn. ;) )

Dad is dropping by later on his way back from a meeting, to pick up some books and give me my American present, of which he said "Oh, I can put it in my pocket." -_- Men. That does however, mean I actually have to sort out which books I need to send home.

*stares blankly at overflowing bookshelves* Um. Yeah.

edit: Also, I promise to answer comments today. I'm sorry for sucking at it lately. Here I am bitching about how LJ 'must do better' but I should be applying it to me too.

Freshers are seriously beginning to irritate me. Yes, we know you don't have exams for weeks yet. This doesn't mean the rest of us don't. Y'all taking over the kitchen, laughing like hyenas in your rooms and playing loud music is not helpful in any way.

Freshercide. It could be a new sport. That or I just take revenge when all my deadlines are over and they're trying to revise. Very loud revenge. Just watch me.

On almost 2,000 words of novel. We're ignoring the fact I was meant to have 4,000 words of submittable stuff five hours ago and go with this being a good thing. Though even if I get the two non-fiction rewrites done tonight on top of rewriting the 1,500 words of novel I already had, it still leaves me with all 8,000 words of 303 to finish and edit tomorrow. Not to mention the 5,000 words of critical stuff.

...

Why am I on livejournal again?

On the plus side, I have Jack Daniels fudge. Downside, I finally updated Media Player and it crashed my computer. Twice. Which I have to say, is bloody irritating.

HOWEVER. Aside from that and my sudden lack of ability to make any icons worthy of the title, I did get Robin Hood tonight (the first time in a couple of weeks I've actually got to watch it on Saturday), plus spag bol, plus I've sat around all day re-reading an old favourite book so it isn't exactly as if I have anything to complain about. The flat's unnaturally quiet with all sorry, two of the freshers and one of the third years (random: I found out the other day that her last name is Tam and had a total Firefly-geekery-squee moment), so that's nice. Amusingly Obsessive Religious Fresher is still here 'til Tuesday (she's coming back on January 1st too, which is vaguely baffling given that most freshers give their left arms to go home and stay there). She was wearing the CU (Christian Union) hoodie she lives in when Dad was here to pick up my stuff and I could see him boggling when she came into the kitchen while we were there. I have to admit, it's more than a little disconcerting to have someone's clothes asking you "SO WHO'S DIED FOR YOU TODAY HUH? HUH?!! NOBODY, THAT'S WHO, BECAUSE THEY ALL SUCKETH IN COMPARISON TO OUR GUY! HAH HAH!"

Okay, it doesn't say that. It's just, that's kind of the meaning it conveys. And no, I have not cracked up or made any comments or even flinched at the stream of invitations to carol concerts and church get-togethers. I am however, having to resist a childish urge to buy a "I found Jesus: he was behind the sofa the whole time!" t-shirt over Christmas and wear it when I come back. Because dammit, I am not three years old.

At least-- not most of the time. Watch this space.

Okay, so yeah I'm bored and exasperated that everyone in this entire fandom makes better icons than me. Still, chillin' and idly picking a train time to go home on Monday. Not to mention my Pirates advent calendar gleefully informed me that there are only nine days left to Christmas. NINE DAYS. Scary.

I actually started this post a good two hours or so ago, only to be distracted by A dropping in for her nightly chat. Mentioned the Accusatory Hoodie thing to her -- somewhat cautiously since I've always had the impression that she's more religious than me -- only to have a bonding session over faith and people's attitudes toward it. We both agreed that the Doughnut-Bribing Christians on main square are hilarious in their utter missing of the point. "Have a doughnut! Embrace Jesus!" is basically their message. I kid you not.

We also digressed into the topic of swearing -- Accusatory Hoodie Fresher (from now on to be known as AHF) has said she doesn't, so it was a sort-of-related topic -- and it's made me want to watch Jay and Silent Bob Strike Back again. So, I'm thinking I will since this is the last night this year I'll be able to stay up late without having to worry about parents or getting up early the next morning.

Disclaimer: I mean absolutely no offense in the mockage contained within this post. I'm mocking AHF and perhaps the CU's ill-advised choice of hoodie slogans, not the wider institution. Okay, maybe a little bit. But you know, meaning nothing by it.

However, I make no promises about not buying That T-Shirt. We wants it. ;)

edit: I originally started this post three hours ago to say that yes, I know I'm behind on comments and flist stuff and, well, life, but I will catch up sometime soon. Hopefully tomorrow but this is me and my laziness. If I say tomorrow, it'll make it Tuesday. So, hopefully. :)

Had an omelette barely two hours ago and already I'm starving again. Curses. Can't cook the cheeseburger -- Cheeseburger Thursday. S'tradition now -- until the freshers leave for their night out in Manchester and that's... god knows when.

Like I said. Curses. Still, at least knowing they're going to get really, really, really wet is some consolation for my hunger. (Really. It's rained -- torrentially -- every day for the last two weeks or so. I'm starting to think some angry deity's getting all vengeful on us, only we're used to Lancaster and keep shrugging it off with an "Eh. Bloody Lancaster." while the rain tries to drill its way through our windows.)

Have this giant list of things I Should Have Done Today And Didn't, starting with cleaning our the Muppets who've been looking at me mournfully for about a week now. I should probably go fix that.

Yeah this was a procrastinating entry. Eh. ;-)

By the way, Happy Thanksgiving to everyone across the pond!

edit: Oh oh AND. What I meant to say was that Progress Quest is hilarious. So far I've exterminated countless species, placated dozens of others and fetched such items as a twig, a newspaper and a cookie. Who needs WoW? ;)

Also, had an idea for Christmas-type present/s for some people but this is me and it'll probably never happen. Just wanted to record that, y'know, I *had the idea*.