Thursday morning at Osama's homo-bortion-pot-'n'-commie-jizzporium.

[raven]

I got up this morning at half past eight when I didn't have to - apparently today is this week and not next week, who knew? - and am being productive and whatnot and attempting to write an essay on proprietary estoppel. This is going about as well as you might expect. Also, it's Thursday, and I never did get the hang of those.

So. Anyone want a drabble, or to play drabble tag? Or want to post lolcats, or the songs they're into, or fic recs, or ask for fic recs, or tell the world their passing thoughts without the superfluous intermediary of Twitter, or in honour of iamsab's hard candy mixer social, introduce their friends to their other friends? (Or themselves, I'm not fussy.) As your gracious host, I can provide short fics if asked nicely, and recs if asked nicer. The mimosas are on the sideboard, the coffee's in the kitchen. Come in and play, do.

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[marymac.livejournal.com]

Being as I am currently typing up notes for someone on leases, licences and proprietary estoppel, you have all my sympathy. Land Law is weird stuff.

Doing my bit for the social - Bell X1 playing new stuff for the Daytrotter sessions (http://daytrotter.com/article/1609/bell-x1). I haven't actually listened to the other three yet, I have 'How Your Heart Is Wired' (http://daytrotter.com/file_download/2429/BellX1_DaytrotterSession_3.mp3.link) on repeat.

I'm a sucker for Paul Noonan when he settles down and just shows off the writing.

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

I like land law very much, but you're right: it's profoundly weird. I only just got the difference between leases and licenses, too. I was Very Proud.

New music! Thank you!

[osymandias.livejournal.com]

I'm sitting looking at a page of code that's refusing to become a larger page of code. Maybe it's just today. I've just listened to something from Mike Oldfield's 'Music of the Spheres', which was quite nice.

I tried using twitter for a while, but never really got the hang of it. Or maybe, never really got the point of it.

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

I'm not quite sure of the point of Twitter, either - it's like LJ but not as fun, is what I gather.

I think good wishes in the direction of your code. I'm sure it is the sort of code at which I make confused faces, but nevertheless I think good things at it.

[tau_sigma]

Proprietary what?

Also, I discovered something which may (only may) make you feel a little better about the problems of getting a training contract ... a friend of mine knows a guy who wants to be a barrister (he also wants to be a barrister, in fact, but is taking copious postgraduate degrees first), who applied to every place in the country before he got accepted. Law is hard to get into. *hugs* But you'll manage, because you're super awesome.

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Estoppel. It is this thing, right, where if you go around telling your neighbour that you love them dearly, from the bottom of your heart, and they can have everything when you die, and they come to your wedding and are godparents to your children, and more to the point stop saving for their retirement because they expect they'll have your estate, and then you die and you have left them £375.50 in your will, they can take your executors to court and have them estopped.

..actually, that's not a bad explanation. That is in fact what proprietary estoppel is.

Also, see, now, I'm pretty crazy, but wannabe barristers, they're really crazy. I have absolutely no idea how they do it.

[jacinthsong.livejournal.com]

Someday I'm going to get you drunk and get you to say "proprietary estoppel" six times.

[marymac.livejournal.com]

Tape it!

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

I am ready and willing to be got drunk and made to say stuff.

(story of my life, isn't it.)

[osymandias.livejournal.com]

http://pics.livejournal.com/osymandias/pic/00003c42/g9

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

baaaaaby!

[stained_glass]

I am frantically trying to finish an essay on Philo of Byblos. GAH. I wish I was bored.

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

*thinks good thoughts* Would it cheer you to learn I finally finished Post Captain? I'm making (slow) progres...

[osymandias.livejournal.com]

Are you sure? It's really boring...

[slasheuse.livejournal.com]

I have nothing useful to contribute, except

1. I think the Mousehole should probably have me over for dinner soon.
2. I am in the Lower Res discovering that my brain functions best when it's allowed to make spider diagrams and my essays would have been better had I worked this out before third year.
3. It is very sunny and pretty.
4. I showed my mother a photo yesterday of Small Cat when ze was a BABY CAT and she made inarticulate noises at it. Also, apparently, at home on Saturday, Elderly And Long-Ago Spayed Cat was transfixed by a tiny, squeaking kitten on the TV.
5. I have books about porn in my bag hurrah.

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

1. I agree. Sometime next week, perhaps? I would say this weekend, but I am in far away London...

2. The converse is true for me. Someone ought to have told me before that wanting to write everything down in continuous prose is perfectly legitmate as a learning strategy.

3. It was, wasn't it? I walked home via Headington and Boars Hill, because it was just so lovely.

4. Small Cat makes growly noises in your general direction.

5. I am reading Delta of Venus. Shim finds it very concerning. I have not yet graduated to reading it over lunch in a packed cafeteria.

[emily-shore.livejournal.com]

I'm supposed to be finishing up my chapter on the education of Victorian boys. Naturally, as all good chapters do, it has a theme song, which is this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r_YayXuR1Sk&feature=related). Talkin bout boys...

I've also been listening to a weird combination of Laura Marling (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZKUzNF21n9w) and songs from Oliver (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UBby9s9ztns).

More to follow if I fail (which is likely) to be productive.

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

I love Laura Marling! Her voice is very lovely. And I also like the idea of you writing your chapter to the sound of the Beatles. It is a very nice image.

[troyswann.livejournal.com]

If I didn't already dig you with a spoon (as my brother would say--I don't quite get the metaphor exactly, but he always says it about things he really likes, so I'm going with it, man.), your subject-line alone would tip me over the edge.

*smiiiiiiiiiiiiiiish*

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

I love that line and I want Jon Stewart to marry me. The universe will not cooperate in this matter why.

[nerves-patterns.livejournal.com]

I'm joining the thread way late, I think, but I'll share two loldogs I use to teach my English 110 course:

This (http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/view.aspx?ciid=2086079) is the "introductory" image, and this (http://mine.icanhascheezburger.com/view.aspx?ciid=3389704) is for the Grammar Relay. No wonder my students think I'm a nerd. XD

[forthwritten.livejournal.com]

I offer you a loldog waiting to happen (http://pics.livejournal.com/forthwritten/pic/0002ps90).

[hips-lips-tits.livejournal.com]

i share with you first my favorite macro of all time ever.

(http://icanhascheezburger.com/2007/10/10/who-maked-my-water-go-hard/)
more animals (http://icanhascheezburger.com)

secondly, the song i cannot get enough of right now is adele- chasing pavements. it's quite lovely.

that's it, really. i just woke up, my brain is not functioning fully.

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Its LITTLE FACE.

that is all.

[jacinthsong.livejournal.com]

Look, baby animals.
http://riotclitshave.livejournal.com/1538992.html
http://images.google.co.uk/images?q=baby%20hippo&oe=utf-8&rls=org.mozilla:en-GB:official&client=firefox-a&um=1&ie=UTF-8&sa=N&hl=en&tab=wi

/helpful. somehow.

[soupytwist.livejournal.com]

I wanted to contribute to the OMFG STEPHEN MATURIN AND HIS LITTLE FAAAACE! party, and also to say I am still wishing you luck. :)

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

STEPHEN. AND JACK! OMFG THEIR LOVE IS SO PURE.

(I am getting to the CAPSLOCK stage of the evening! But theirs is a pure nautical love! And thank you for continued luck-wishing!)

[gamesiplay.livejournal.com]

Ohhhhhh, godddddd, Iona, I am bored at work and kind of FRANTIC because I just got my schedule for this coming week and turns out I don't even get a day off anymore? And yet I do get a MOUSE in my MOTHERFUCKING OVEN.

(I sense that "a MOUSE in my MOTHERFUCKING OVEN" is going to become a catchphrase in our house, and indeed in my life, for any occasion where anything goes pear-shaped.)

Anyway, what I'm saying is that such distraction is VERY WELCOME right now. Ummm. Okay, here's a game I've been playing lately: coming up with those rare song lyrics that are just as beautiful on the page as they are set to music. Lyrics that work as poetry, too. So far the best examples I've come up with while playing this game with my roommate are:

We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age's most uncertain hour
and sing an American tune
--Paul Simon, "American Tune"

(Unsurprisingly, Simon and Dylan have given us the most fodder.)

And:

Bugles blow golden and banners fly blue
But these days the castle's just drywall and glue
And tilting at windmills is the best you can do
With the Black Knight of time on your lawn

So I wouldn't know if he left or he stayed
Prospered or starved by the promise he made
Or maybe he straggled or maybe he strayed
As the bright world went barreling on.
--Dave Carter and Tracy Grammer, "Lancelot"

(Actually the whole song is basically written at this level, and is one of the loveliest things I've ever heard.)

Also, I'm too lazy/braindead to calculate what time it is there and figure out if you're even likely to be still awake, much less at your computer, but I'm so up for drabble tag if you are. Write me Prior from Angels in America? Pre-play, maybe? (Sorry, as you know my mind is on one track these days.)

[loneraven.livejournal.com]

Dude, I totally feel your pain, or at least for this week. After a full week, I'm on a training course this weekend - nine to five on Saturday and Sunday, yaaaaaay times eleventy million. It sucks. I shall be thinking of you.

And, oh, I like this game! (And especially the Paul Simon, god.) Um, how about this:

"It's so beautiful here," she says,
"This moment now and this moment, now."
And I never thought I would find her here:
Flannel and satin, my four walls transformed.
But she's looking at me, straight to centre,
No room at all for any other thought.
-Vienna Teng, "Recessional"

I think Joni Mitchell and Sufjan Stevens too, but can't choose anything in particular for either of them, they're lovely.

It is 22.36 here, which would be an entirely reasonable hour to be awake if I didn't have to walk uphill to school tomorrow. (True story, srsly.) I have lots of time on buses over the next couple of days, there shall be Prior pre-play!

(I still want to write Geoffrey Tennant doing Angels in America. It would be kind of awesome.)