I'm in bed, dear flist. I have spent fourteen of the last twenty-four hours in it, and then there was a headache starting - where is the great literature surrounding headaches, answer, nowhere, they are such a profoundly unromantic affliction - and so here I am again, with my coffee and my freshly-painted nails and my determination to do nothing productive ever again.
Notes and queries:
1. It was a nicely low-key homecoming. The fastest Atlantic crossing I have ever made - five and a half hours on the outside, touching down in Shannon in a deserted rainy 6am, and onwards from there. The ground staff were lovely, getting me through immigration and to my connection with a mixture of efficiency and whatever the noun form of "lackadaiscal" is; I even had a few minutes to spare to have a very unenlightening conversation with a nice lady from the Irish Office of National Statistics. ("So, where was your last place of residence?" / "Er, New York, in the United States." / "So you're on an American passport?" / "Er, no, British." / "And how long have you been staying in Ireland?" / "...about twenty minutes.")
Today I have been food shopping. I bought a box of raspberries, a box of local blackberries, a Lancashire-grown cauliflower, two pints of milk, cereal, coffee, brown bread and Wensleydale cheese with bits of apricot in it. I didn't want to cry once. It was refreshing. That said, I look the wrong way when I cross the street. (I also don't hit light switches hard enough, any more. It's a thing, apparently.)
2. I also didn't notice until this morning that there was a thread for me on![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
littlebutfierce's love meme! Thank you, lovely anons and named people! You're very sweet, and you've cheered me up thoroughly.
3. So, I'm lying in bed again, watching Sapphire & Steel and enjoying it rather a lot. (I'd never seen it; only, I've been rewatching Man From U.N.C.L.E a bit recently, and my dad watches NCIS, cue me exclaiming delightedly, "It's the cute Russian! Only he got old!", and thought I'd make up the set.) So, yes, Sapphire & Steel, and it's so delightfully creepy and kind of ridiculous and I really like it. Where is all the fucked-up telepathic Sapphire/Steel on the internet. Where is it. Also, how so creepy on what is clearly a budget of £12.50 per episode. Wow.
4. The other thing I am doing while lying in bed is writing, or trying to write. As predicted, my urge to write continuously did correlate with having no time at all to do it in; now I have time to finish the current story, I've been flumped horizontal watching Sapphire & Steel instead. I'm also going to catch up with Doctor Who today! Very excited about that episode y'all loved a few weeks back that I never saw. First, pirates, then that.
But speaking of writing, my deartragic_mathematics is presiding over ![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
fic_promptly this week and every one of her themes and example prompts so far may as well have been prefixed with "Iona, this one's for you". Today's theme is "quotidian", which I completely love as an idea (I wrote "In Service" a couple of years back entirely for that theme, but there've been lots that touch on it) and yesterday's was "documentation", and how much I love that has been well.... documented, aha, I am so funny, Iona shut up. But, yes, stories made entirely up of, I don't know, coffee shop receipts, notes, messages stuck to the fridge, whatever, I love those. If my brain were not so completely scraped out from the inside I would be writing the hell out of both sets of prompts. I may yet.
5. ...and finally. A quick housekeeping note. For those of you who had my 607 cellphone number - it is now deceased and no more, alas. I have returned to the UK mobile number ending in -8077 that a lot of you already have. Same number, but different phone - with some kicking and screaming, I have joined the brushed-metal revolution and have an iPhone, and so far I rather love it. What apps do I really, really need? (I don't really do games, but am open to persuasion.) So far I've got iBooks, and am slowly putting what feels like most of the AO3 on it; otherwise, I have a Twitter app and that's about it. Recommendations appreciated.
Mmm. Bed.
Notes and queries:
1. It was a nicely low-key homecoming. The fastest Atlantic crossing I have ever made - five and a half hours on the outside, touching down in Shannon in a deserted rainy 6am, and onwards from there. The ground staff were lovely, getting me through immigration and to my connection with a mixture of efficiency and whatever the noun form of "lackadaiscal" is; I even had a few minutes to spare to have a very unenlightening conversation with a nice lady from the Irish Office of National Statistics. ("So, where was your last place of residence?" / "Er, New York, in the United States." / "So you're on an American passport?" / "Er, no, British." / "And how long have you been staying in Ireland?" / "...about twenty minutes.")
Today I have been food shopping. I bought a box of raspberries, a box of local blackberries, a Lancashire-grown cauliflower, two pints of milk, cereal, coffee, brown bread and Wensleydale cheese with bits of apricot in it. I didn't want to cry once. It was refreshing. That said, I look the wrong way when I cross the street. (I also don't hit light switches hard enough, any more. It's a thing, apparently.)
2. I also didn't notice until this morning that there was a thread for me on
littlebutfierce's love meme! Thank you, lovely anons and named people! You're very sweet, and you've cheered me up thoroughly. 3. So, I'm lying in bed again, watching Sapphire & Steel and enjoying it rather a lot. (I'd never seen it; only, I've been rewatching Man From U.N.C.L.E a bit recently, and my dad watches NCIS, cue me exclaiming delightedly, "It's the cute Russian! Only he got old!", and thought I'd make up the set.) So, yes, Sapphire & Steel, and it's so delightfully creepy and kind of ridiculous and I really like it. Where is all the fucked-up telepathic Sapphire/Steel on the internet. Where is it. Also, how so creepy on what is clearly a budget of £12.50 per episode. Wow.
4. The other thing I am doing while lying in bed is writing, or trying to write. As predicted, my urge to write continuously did correlate with having no time at all to do it in; now I have time to finish the current story, I've been flumped horizontal watching Sapphire & Steel instead. I'm also going to catch up with Doctor Who today! Very excited about that episode y'all loved a few weeks back that I never saw. First, pirates, then that.
But speaking of writing, my dear
tragic_mathematics is presiding over fic_promptly this week and every one of her themes and example prompts so far may as well have been prefixed with "Iona, this one's for you". Today's theme is "quotidian", which I completely love as an idea (I wrote "In Service" a couple of years back entirely for that theme, but there've been lots that touch on it) and yesterday's was "documentation", and how much I love that has been well.... documented, aha, I am so funny, Iona shut up. But, yes, stories made entirely up of, I don't know, coffee shop receipts, notes, messages stuck to the fridge, whatever, I love those. If my brain were not so completely scraped out from the inside I would be writing the hell out of both sets of prompts. I may yet. 5. ...and finally. A quick housekeeping note. For those of you who had my 607 cellphone number - it is now deceased and no more, alas. I have returned to the UK mobile number ending in -8077 that a lot of you already have. Same number, but different phone - with some kicking and screaming, I have joined the brushed-metal revolution and have an iPhone, and so far I rather love it. What apps do I really, really need? (I don't really do games, but am open to persuasion.) So far I've got iBooks, and am slowly putting what feels like most of the AO3 on it; otherwise, I have a Twitter app and that's about it. Recommendations appreciated.
Mmm. Bed.
