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    Tuesday, May 6th, 2014
    8:04 pm
    "When I took this job, I didn't expect there'd be so much paperwork."
    Prompted writing from /r/writingpromptsCollapse )

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    Wednesday, April 23rd, 2014
    9:51 pm
    Horrifilk
    Tune is roughly Last of the Great Whales though there's an extra syllable in chosen lines.

    The labyrinth holds my boy
    Now who will walk with me
    No more will I see his smile
    No more will he tease me
    His face was beautiful
    I wish he was here
    How his eyes could bring forth the sun
    His arms banish all fear

    His lord says that he died well
    Covered all in glory
    And I'm to take comfort from
    Him in song and story
    But he died so far away
    I wish he was here
    I need someone to cry on
    And he is nowhere near

    Though hollow I must go on
    Held up by loyalty
    We've gold ribbons for his grave
    He'll lie like royalty
    His family demand no less
    I wish he was here
    He'd like to see how he lay
    How many held him dear

    And now the goodbyes are done
    And he walks on alone
    Perhaps we will meet again
    Our lives play out unknown
    His death will happen again
    I wish he was here
    He'll go on to greater things
    I'm glad that he was here

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    Tuesday, October 8th, 2013
    11:56 am
    I'm a Briar, wild and free.
    I'm a Briar wild and free
    The Empire's not enough for me
    I'll make my way and leave you be
    How dare you call it heresy?

    Crescencia's cult grows large and strong
    To win our freedom won't take long
    We'll win with Geoffrey Casillon
    How dare you say we're doing wrong?

    I'm a Briar wild and free
    The Empire's not enough for me
    I'll make my way and leave you be
    How dare you call it heresy?

    We'll take a land to call our own
    'Tween Barren lands and Semmerholme
    We'll stay and reap just what we've sown
    How dare you stop us going home?

    I'm a Briar wild and free
    The Empire's not enough for me
    I'll make my way and leave you be
    How dare you call it heresy?

    So much we've won, so much to gain
    We've taken land, we rule Montane
    We will not bow our heads again
    How dare you call our plans insane?

    I'm a Briar wild and free
    The Empire's not enough for me
    I'll make my way and leave you be
    How dare you call it heresy?

    No place to run, no place to hide,
    The orcs are pressing every side
    It's slavery or suicide
    How now can freedom be our guide?

    I'm a Briar wild and free
    The Empire's not enough for me
    I'll make my way and leave you be
    How dare you call it heresy?

    We hadn't really thought ahead
    No Wisdom shown and so misled
    My family and my friends are dead
    We wore our freedom wet and red

    I'm a Briar, can you see
    The way was not enough for me
    I'm chained and held in slavery
    The price of Freedom Heresy.

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    Tuesday, October 1st, 2013
    9:43 am
    Why does my Lady hold that letter in her hand so tight?
    Why do her glad eyes open wide, her knuckles pale to white?
    What dreadful words are written there, to freeze into her world?
    Is vengeance called for lover slain, war flags to be unfurled?

    I knew this knight a true love had, though he came not to this place
    But the joy my Lady carried in her heart shone in her face
    An extra ounce of Virtue for every thought of him she had
    I put coins in a wedding fund, my heart was warm and glad

    And then the story comes to me; her love has gone away
    A thing that often happens, no great cause for dismay
    But he has turned his back on her, his letter doth relate
    He has spurned her great true love, and taken up with Fate

    In foreign lands he Fortune seeks, to bolster his own soul
    The letter he so kindly sent rents pieces from the whole
    And yet my Lady does not fail; no tears are shed for him
    She arms and sets out to the field, her face and manner grim

    And then she comes back to herself; the great knight we admire
    She uses sorrow as a fuel to feed her inner fire
    The hunt is on for merriment; the hound is on the track
    And soon she acts and stories of renown come flooding back

    So try to break my Lady's heart, 'twill be to no avail
    Her spirit is too strong for you; her virtue will prevail
    One day she may again her heart trust to another's hands
    But Wisdom guide her to a truer love, from Dawnish lands.

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    Sunday, September 22nd, 2013
    7:48 pm
    I Saw Three Carts
    I saw three carts go rolling by
    In Applefell, in Applefell
    I saw three carts go rolling by
    In Applefell in the morning.

    And who was in those carts, all three
    In Applefell, in Applefell?
    And who was in those carts all three
    In Applefell in the morning.

    The bravest knights in all of Dawn
    In Applefell, in Applefell
    The bravest knights in all of Dawn
    In Applefell in the morning.

    And wither were those knights all bound
    In Applefell, in Applefell?
    And wither were those knights all bound
    In Applefell in the morning?

    They were bound for Barren lands
    From Applefell, from Applefell.
    They were bound for Barren lands
    From Applefell in the morning.

    And what will those brave knights do there
    In barren lands, in barren lands?
    And what will those brave knights do there
    In barren lands in the morning.

    They'll take the land from Orcish hands
    For all of Dawn, for all of Dawn
    They'll take the land from Orcish hands
    For all of Dawn and for glory.

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    Tuesday, August 20th, 2013
    5:23 pm
    I'm not sure whether I really want to try to get myself a cup of tea.
    Me, my sister and my niece all share birthdays in the same week, so I arranged today to have a really posh cake delivered, got up early to make posh sandwiches and set off to my mum's to meet my sister and niece and all have a nice birthday party together.

    My sister cancelled at the last minute, saying something had come up and she'd ring and explain later. In replies to concerned texts, she says she fine but she hasn't said what the heck happened to make her suddenly cancel a birthday party ten minutes before it happened.

    And then the cake was late. So me and my mum ate the sandwiches and went shopping. I got myself a nice cardigan, still with all the labels on, for less than £3. I've also got a couple of old books, and some cartridges for the nice pen my mum and my other sister bought me as a present (It has a hand-turned wood barrel). My sock wore through on the way back and rubbed my foot sore, so my mum gave me some socks she's not fond of, but which I think are lovely.

    When I got back, the hot water broke, so the tap is permanently stuck on. The stopcock is stuck solid. The landlord is on his way to fix it as soon as he can, though most likely I'll have no hot water tonight but it'll be at least not stuck on, and then tomorrow (going by previous experiences of stuff being broken), he'll send his electrician. Everything will be fine. Even so, once my mum stopped laughing, she told me I'd probably better spend the rest of the day sitting quietly and not trying to do anything.

    The sandwiches were nice. I'm just saying. And I do at least have the cake.

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    Monday, August 5th, 2013
    9:10 am
    So glad today isn't so bad.
    Yesterday I had four migraines. FOUR. I woke up with one, which is normal enough, got another mid-morning and had to give up on learning about Fuchsias, another in the afternoon which made it impossible to do much more than play Family Farm on Facebook (and whine at people), and another in the evening, conveniently only half an hour before my usual start-going-to-bed time. Yesterday was very weird indeed, the parts I can actually remember. I feel as though I've been on a massive drug bender or something. I think the weather has been getting to me.

    Pictures of alpacas are always appreciated.

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    Tuesday, July 23rd, 2013
    5:39 am
    Disco fever
    Woke up this morning at 5:15am to a searing bright light dazzling me through closed eyelids, after a late night punctuated with tympani and the ear-itching whine of two mosquitoes. The second mosquito turned out to be tinnitus, I discovered, after I gave up on finding it, plugged my ears, put my head under a pillow and could still hear it loud and clear and horrible. I think I much prefer the tinnitus that sounds like car alarms.

    Today I will not have to water the garden, and any rain that is falling is going to be fertilised - lightning strikes create nitric acid that enriches the soil. And boy is there plenty of lightning. And rain. I imagine some people are going to be running out and basking in all the glorious wet coolth.

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    Current Mood: groggy
    Monday, July 22nd, 2013
    10:29 am
    Yesterday
    I went out to Nottingham Castle (actually a ducal palace) with my mum. We were outraged, absolutely outraged, by a spaghetti jar, cream, labelled 'SPAGHETTI' in print, with a nice picture of aubergines on it, which was on display next to the earthenware pots in Alice and John Tiler's 14th century hovel.

    Then we got disconcerted by the 1970s kitsch print of a painting of a boy holding a puppy on a blue background, set in a white plastic frame. And the picture from a magazine, neatly framed, not numbered and hidden also in the oil painting display.

    It turned out to be Alan Kane's art piece, 'Not Museum', where he hides 'wrong' things around the place to make people question what should be on display and why. Suddenly we felt a lot better about things. We had certainly engaged with his work. My mum had a pot of Earl Grey and I had a coconut milkshake while we recovered from this emotional ordeal.

    We had a picnic and greatly enjoyed ourselves, even though the weather was frankly dismal. Cool, grey, drizzly. I found a very dry bench for us to sit on and it was fine. Then we did the Brewhouse Museum very briefly, got some milk at a shop and went home.

    The Steam Sale is now over for me (it finishes at 6pm tonight). I have 10p left in my Steam budget, and a nice set of new games: To The Moon, Scribblenauts Unlimited, Critter Crunch, The Witcher 2, Universe Sandbox, Organ Trail, Tropico 4 DLC and Kenshi. I spent just under £30 in total, and have plenty of games now to keep me occupied before the December sale.

    Oblivion and Morrowwind didn't get much reduced, so in the Winter sale, I'll put the budget aside for them right away, wait until the last day just in case and make sure that this time I actually get them. They've been in my wishlist since 2011.

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    Current Mood: cheerful
    Thursday, July 11th, 2013
    11:30 am
    Even the weather is nice.
    Chris (Cwol) is coming round to visit any minute now, so I've been preparing things for his visit. Accordingly, there are freshly roasted coffee beans I did last night, and bread is baking even as I type. The plan is to have a steak sandwich at around midday.

    I've rearranged my bedsit so two of us can sit at the table, and I have to say I like this arrangement a lot better. My easy chair is stuck in the corner. I'll see how it actually works in practice for day-to-day living, but for having someone over it's much more pleasant and open.

    I've even hoovered. It's exactly as much faff as I remember, even with the tiny Tescos hoover that's so easy to move around. Now I know why I don't do it very often. I have to admit, it does make a real difference but I can't exactly see it being a weekly event. Anyway, it's done and I am pleased with the results.

    My to-do list for today:

    Post a letter
    Buy steak
    Make coffee
    Drink coffee
    Make a steak sandwich
    Eat a steak sandwich.

    The letterbox is right next to the butcher's, and the butcher is about eighty yards away, just to give some perspective.

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    Saturday, July 6th, 2013
    11:28 am
    Garden!
    It's actually hot and sunny out, so suddenly I have physical energy and lots of it. Accordingly, I have finally started clearing the massive overgrowth that resulted from my either not being around, or ignoring the garden since the first of June. It's all compost, anyway.

    I've tried again with peas and beans. I found that two whole mange tout plants (of the 60 I planted) actually sprouted! They're tiny though, so I suspect the soil just might not have any of the requisite bacteria. I'll be sure to dig in some wild clover roots when I find some.

    All the bulbs I put in are doing well. I have freesias flowering. So happy! I also have some potato plants, though the garlic plants are slowly but steadily vanishing.

    On non-garden news, I celebrated Pol's new contract with a stuffed cuddly Enterprise. He seems pleased.

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    Thursday, June 27th, 2013
    6:02 am
    Breakfast is home-baked bread and coffee I roasted myself.
    How high is the hipster quotient on that one?

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    Current Mood: accomplished
    Wednesday, June 26th, 2013
    6:53 am
    Coffee without Cats
    I've been roasting my own coffee. I've learned, through dreadful experience, that you have to pretty much roast it until it all looks hideously burned. But there's a fine line between that and it actually being hideously burned. Too little roasting or too much and the end result is not coffee. And you have to roast the coffee for your morning cup the night before, to give the roasted beans the 12 hours they need for the flavour to develop.

    This morning, on my third attempt, I ended up with actual COFFEE! Unfortunately, I over-brewed it so there's a sour tannic note, but other than that it's delicious. Millions of complex flavours and all that. Tomorrow, I know not to try to fire up the computer while the coffee is brewing, since I get distracted.

    As to whether all this faff is actually worth it, even with my over-brewed cuppa I have to say yes, yes it is. It's like the taste difference between really good chocolate and Cadbury's. The Cadbury's is still nice (well, to those who like Cadbury's) but it's less complex.

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    Current Mood: creative
    Monday, June 24th, 2013
    7:54 am
    Might have overdone things, a bit.
    So, when I got home, the bedsit was immaculate. I left it that way as a nice thing to come back to, and lo, it was nice to come back to. A few hours later, it looked as though a bomb had hit it, and I am still clearing up. Laundry and luggage everywhere. It's still rather ragged, but getting better.

    I did my shopping yesterday, went a bit mad and bought far too much, lugged it up the hill by main force and then crawled into bed and slept several hours. I went to bed slightly late, after listening to a friend having his radio debut, and woke up late and with very sore arms. I have enough food for a week though. Possibly two weeks. Also, some household goods.

    The weather is cold and the news is all rather unhappy. Even Thought For The Day was miserable. This is obviously a day for looking at cute pictures of animals, including of course the Squirrel of Comfort. I might well play some Blur too.

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    Saturday, June 22nd, 2013
    9:36 am
    Dwelling place, sweet dwelling place.
    I've spent the last twenty days with ccooke and ruthi, who are the most warmhearted, kind and generous people I know. They've looked out for my comfort and allowed me to help sort out a few things for them, and the experience has been amazing and positive. Hard work, too, but quite honestly I've enjoyed just about every minute of my stay.

    I'm now back in Nottingham, and suddenly very, very tired. Today I'm alternating between sleeping and reading. Tomorrow is Sunday, when I sort out my schedule for the week and listen to Radio 4 nearly all day, so damnit, today is a Day Off to just snooze as much as I like. Next week, I may be looking into volunteering again.

    My garden has sprouted every weed since I was away, though sadly too few actual desired flowers. I'll go out there and give things a trim when I have the energy. Gardening nearly always makes me feel better about things. If I need another way to feel better about things, I have this Squirrel of Comfort to look at.

    I've ordered a fairly cheap breadmaker, since all I really want to make is sandwich loaves. Lidl sell bread flour for about 60p for 2 kilos, while a loaf is £1. The breadmaker pays for itself in about six months, I think. I've ordered green coffee beans to roast myself, though that doesn't save me money really. It's just that I had really fresh coffee at the Federation Café in Brixton Village and now I want to be able to have it again.

    I think it's time for a nap.

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    Current Mood: tired
    Monday, June 17th, 2013
    3:46 pm
    Skip toodleoo.
    It's been a busy weekend, and ya boo sucks to people who only have house viewings on a Saturday. Anyway, a skip has been and... actually is still there, though it was supposed to be picked up this morning. Scrap gatherers keep pausing and going through the rubbish for useful items, so rather than it being overfilled, it's emptier than expected.

    ccooke's and ruthi's items increasingly have homes to live in, rather than places which they have been put. Also, ruthi found the most adorable card covered in watercolour painted little cartoon mice. It's next to me now.

    I feel crap. I overdid it yesterday, I have sinus pain and tonsilitis and I am hungover from getting rather drunk on good whisky. All in all, no complaints at all.

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    Current Mood: accomplished
    Saturday, June 15th, 2013
    6:08 pm
    Summer as I always remembered it.
    Ruthi and I got baked[1] and then rained on then baked and then rained on, then baked. Then ccooke caused pizza. There's some clearing of stuff into skips going on, but I am not hugely involved.

    [1]Sunshine, not cannabis.

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    Friday, June 14th, 2013
    9:46 pm
    More London than ever.
    Today was bright and sunny and warm, not what I was promised at all. I'm really pleased. Another flat turned out to be a fixer-upper, which is not what is wanted. Tomorrow, there will be two more houses and a skip. I do not have to put anything into the skip. I also have to put a picnic together for me and ruthi to eat while we're out.

    Ccooke and ruthi continue to be lovely hosts. I don't know when I've ever been so pampered or so well fed. Tonight it was sausages, really good sausages, cooked perfectly, with fried mushrooms and onions and asparagus, and sourdough bread with butter. Followed by coffee. Breakfast is brownies and cream.

    I've been working on my castle in Minecraft. It has lots and lots of nooks and crannies, all (hopefully) defended from hostile mobs. Today I put in the monster-infested catacombs under the orchard. The next part is turning the outer earth walls into cobble, and replacing the anti-climb fence with stone stair parapet. It's all built out of stone, cobble, earth and oak wood.

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    Current Mood: full
    7:55 am
    Coffee and Cats
    So, Simon wanted to meet up in London and the place Eric suggested was Federation Café in Brixton Village. I've not seen Brixton Village before. It's astounding. The bright colours of home decor and clothes punctuate the busy ribbons of every form of café and small restaurant possible. It's impossibly crowded and incredibly friendly, especially if you're used to the idea that Londoners are stand-offish.

    Federation Café itself actually hides in this background, with plain wooden tables outside, stencilled in black. They do fresh cakes, baked often enough that we ended up viewing two different selections while we were there. There's a limited, tasty selection of savouries. And they roast beans once a day, throwing out what's unused, and they grind beans every half an hour. The coffee is the best I've ever tasted, anywhere. I saved my morning caffeine dose for their coffee and had a little cup of miracles, and then the decaf turned out to also be amazingly tasty, which is a new and lovely experience for a decaf drinker.

    The actual social experience was the same as these things always are - nice people chatting about general subjects and a very pleasant way to spend the afternoon. A bloke who was trying to read his paper ended up part of our circle, brought in I know not how or why, but kept there by being passed food. We were sharing our cakes - salted caramel millionaire's shortbread, rosewater and raspberry sponge, blackberry and almond cake and goodness knows what else.

    On another subject entirely, we watched Horizon last night, me and ccooke and ruthi. The subject was domestic cats, which have been tracked and had cameras put on for a week-long survey. It was great. The talk about how cats are evolving was less so, but honestly just seeing cats' home ranges, and how they cover different shifts, and how cats in a multi-cat household genuinely are social, that was brilliant. I hope this becomes a regular thing, like Springwatch.

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    Current Mood: content
    Friday, June 7th, 2013
    7:57 pm
    Hugging summer around me like a warm blanket.
    I'm staying with ccooke and ruthi, who are being lovely as ever.

    Today we went out to look at houses. Neither house we saw was at all suitable, but we had a nice outing anyway. All this despite the fact that ruthi was not really having a good day, but she soldiered on.

    We scouted out areas around the houses. The second was not that far from Hoe St, so we had lunch at Sunset Café and Desserts, which I can heartily recommend. They do fresh squeezed juices (apple, orange, carrot and probably a mixture of the above), savoury and sweet crepes, sandwiches (paninis, very good) and a nice range of good cakes. We made the most of the place, then checked out shops and got yellow Pakistani mangoes, which had not been in evidence on Wednesday and were suddenly everywhere in large numbers today.

    The second house was full of tenants, who had not been warned we were coming to view the place. I felt awful for them - I know what it's like. Still, we looked round and saw what was wrong and what wasn't. They offered us tea and biscuits, so we accepted and watched Pakistan play cricket. They asked for luck for Pakistan's next two games (they were not doing well vs the West Indies), so I said sure, but I hoped England would thrash them at the semis. We parted on very good terms.

    Tomorrow's breakfast is going to be a croissant with a sour cherry and vanilla cream filling, and there are plans to take me to a restaurant called Hawksmoor. It's a steakhouse where meat is chosen and then paid for by weight. I'd really like to take Pol there one day, I think he'd enjoy it.

    The depression is gone and I am rapidly recovering from the M.E. I think that I was right when I thought that the relapse was because the stomach thing was stopping me absorbing the pills that make the M.E. go away. I'm recovering at what would be the right rate if I'd stopped taking them for a while then gone back on them again, and should be right as rain two months from now.

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