Shimmering issue

Yet another fight with my mother, but somehow or other we sorted it out. My future career is the Shimmering Issue - never looked at directly, but hugely irritating to have lurking behind every conversation. Our latest disagreement was about my sweartbands - "What point are you trying to make?" - and the party tonight - "You're not going."
"Why?"
"Because."
We actually sorted it out, though. She even agreed about the party, but even so I may not go. If cucharita doesn't go I can't go, and as she doesn't seem to be I don't seem to be. Anyway. Am so tired, I don't think I would enjoy it much, anyway. The only problem is Becca has said she can't go out tomorrow, because she has to do her entire French syllabus, which leaves me a little aimless. Not entirely sure what I'm going to do with myself.
Will have to ring/text Jane, avoid my mother, and also avoid the cosmic irony of its being Mother's Day this weekend. Becca's mum apparently asked for easter eggs. Odd. My mother asked me this morning (after we sorted it all out, of course) how to get to Google.
"Google dot com," I said.
"Doesn't work," she said.
"www dot google dot com," I said.
"Doesn't work."
"H-T-T-P colon forward slash forward slash W-W-W dot google dot com," I tried.
Turns out she's been going to goggle.com. Oops.

Talking of...

Awww. Just got a message from lilka and emerald_embers. Wish I was there. They said they miss their slasher-in-arms. I don't know if that's as in comrade-in-arms, or as in babe-in-arms, but I really don't care either way. Mmfle. Love them.

Talking of slashers, _detroit thinks it will be a good idea to give a piece of fanfic to Bryanny Olive. I don't know if I've ever mentioned this before... anyway, she is one of Them. Yes. She's a heathen - innocent baby-face, too much eyeshadow, a voice that is nauseating in its humble sweetness, and annoyingly persistent. Ever since I gave that talk of mine on fanfic, she's been bugging me. _detroit recommends I give her something scary and then she'll never bother me again. She's requested I don't give her anything featuring "stories involving homosexuals, like, you know," so I rather think I'll give her "Scent" and hopefully she won't understand it in the slightest. Plus it's my own favourite out of all my fics...

Talking of all my fic, I finally got around to uploading it to ff.net, and it has got a couple of reviews so far, but it always surprises me that people ask for more. Does the fic not sound finished? Does the line, "...and war is hell, but love ain't heaven, oh, no," somehow imply there's another six thousand words to come?
Ah, I won't grizzle. I was lucky to get nice reviews.

Talking of ff.net, I've been considering putting myself up for column-writing. It's a monthly column, and I think even I can make that much time in the months to come. Of course, the problems are the fact I'd have to think up a general themse and title for the column, write up two to show them, and hope they think I'm good enough for 'em. Although... some of the ff.net dictums are really quite arrogant, considering. There's the ban on NC-17 a while ago, randomly enforced because some moron who was apparently above reading ratings complained. And in their requirements for columnists, they want people who are "good enough." Darlings, if you took the average fanfic off the site and used it as material for the columns, they'd probably begin "OMG!" proceed to "well heres my colum what shal i rite about" and conclude with "lol soz not gud at dis r&rlol!!11!!"

Talking of...
Nope. No obvious connection comes to mind.

I need a drink.