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In Which I Battle Inertia, and May Not Be Losing.

I don't have that many new and wonderful things to report, really. Little things, mostly.

Like Passports Canada finally being able to get my money for my new passport. Now all I have to do is wait (interminably, it seems) for the passport to arrive. If it isn't here in another week or week and a half, I'll start bugging them about it.

( Work-related navel-gazing. )

Like running across this at Boutique Sally Ann* and knowing - immediately - that I had to have it. Even if there was no krafayis in the window because it was just someone's student art project. Yes. Yes, I am that much of a dork. And I'm glad. Proud. (Also, I love the colors. BB scanned the canvas and emailed the image to me, so I had to resaturate it a bit to get the colors back to what they actually look like in 3D, but, yeah, nice and bright and cheery.) It's been sitting on my desk. I'm going to put it on the wall above the desk, next to the Dalek victory poster. Yes. Yes, I am.

( Art. Sublime Art. And Foolish. )

Hmm. One housekeeping thing. One rather surprisingly serious thing. One Who thing. There's a nice balance for the evening.

Oh, hell. Forgot some belated birthday wishes, to some very interesting, nice people:

Happy belated birthday, (20th Feb.), to

wiggiemomsi , whose cheerful online presence is always appreciated; and to

misscam , (20th Feb.) whose trenchant comments on life, fandom, Norway and everything else are equally appreciated . Hope your various days were excellent!

* That's the Salvation Army thrift store to those of you who aren't aficionados of The Best Place In The World To Get Everything From Clothing and Shoes to ... well ... everything. I must do a post on my love affair with the Sally Ann someday.

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Current Mood: tired
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Happy Birthday lyricalviolet.

Almost six years ago, I ran across the revived Doctor Who, and Doctor Who fandom on the Internet. Among the many reasons I'm grateful, is my introduction to lyricalviolet.

Back then she was funny, generous, intelligent, talented, kind, brave, creative, worried about how she would make her way in the world, but determined to do it nonetheless. She was, and I think she knows what I mean, never afraid to Jump.

After more than half a decade, what do you know? She is still all that, and more. I am so glad I know her. Happy birthday, Jae! You are a gem in the diadem of the vast universe, and some day I hope to drink too much wine with you, and enjoy in person the friend I've been so lucky to know through my screen.

Current Location: the livingroom
Current Mood: contemplative
Current Music: Imogen Heap "Xizi She Knows."
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How Wonderful! People Were Born!

And I know a few of them, and want to wish them all the best on their birthdays. They're coming up, mostly, but I am horrible about these things (as I have mused and whinged about in the past); I'd rather give you advance wishes than no wishes at all, because you're all notable people of great worth, and I am very happy to have met you here on these Intarwebz.

So happy birthday,

cygnia (18th Feb.)! You don't drop by often, but when you do, I'm always pleased to read what you have to say — and usually end up with a big grin on my face.

Happy birthday to you, too,

wendymr! (18th Feb.) You helped bring me into the vibrant, friendly and creative world of online Doctor Who fandom. You encouraged me (in ways direct and indirect) as I very nervously took up writing fiction again after years away from it, and I can never thank you enough for that. We may disagree on eggnog, but I look to you to avoid putting North Americanisms in my work, and for truly interesting insights into the confusing world of Brit/American language barriers. May the coming year be filled with great fanfic, friends and everything else you want!

Happy birthday to

marence , (18th Feb.) who shares my fascination with Doctor Who, River, and adventures into meta. May your year be free of pain, full of joy and loads of great reading and conversation!

And to

trobadora , (19th Feb.) who is a lively participant in many an enjoyable DW discussion, many happy returns of the day. I look forward to seeing you more around these parts!

Nor can I forget

jrittenhouse (19th Feb.). Many happy returns of the day, sir. I wish you a year that is as filled with happiness and peace as possible; it's more than time for that!

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Current Mood: chipper
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For Your Consideration

sarah531 has written a brief, but very thoughtful, analysis of Amy Pond's place in the Whoniverse, and some of the imagery employed in her presentation. I like her powers of observation here - she caught both tiny pieces of imagery I completely missed - and big honking patterns that were there in front of me that I never noticed, as well. I like what she has to say, and I think y'all should go over and see what you think as well!

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Current Mood: impressed
Current Music: BB and the Daughter of My Heart
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Sherlock: A Question of Time. Or Possibly Geometry

( Watch the next series? Of course I'm going to watch the next series. )

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Current Mood: listless
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/215529.html

Story: Sonnet for Canaan
Author:

kaffyr
Characters: The Doctor, the TARDIS and the rest of us
Rated: Gen
Word Count: 289, per Google docs
Edited by: unedited; all mistakes are my own.
Summary: The Thief's not tame, but worth it nonetheless.
Author's Notes: This was written for

canaan 's 2011

fandom_stocking. I am not a poet, god knows, and know only the bare minimum necessary to cobble together the most common type of sonnet. And yet it seemed best to me to talk about the rhapsody of loving Doctor Who in verse. I labored over this (which probably shows, and is no predictor of quality) but I hope it reflects at least a little of the love I hold for its multiplex subject, as well as the occasional awe in which I hold it.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play in their sandbox.

( Our lives are ruled by minutes, seconds, hours )

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Current Mood: cold
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/215069.html

Story: Unto Us the Future
Author:

kaffyr
Characters: The Eleventh Doctor/River Song
Rated: PG
Word Count: 221, per Google docs
Edited by: Unedited. All mistakes are my own.
Summary: Time enough later to think of the impracticalities, the dangers, the probable heartbreak. Right now, they cradled enough joy to power the universe.
Author's Notes: This was written for

sahiya , for the 2011

fandom_stocking fun. It was the first story I wrote for this year's effort, and I confess I'm rather fond of it. She had hoped someone might write a kidfic with River and Eleven; this little vignette, essentially a double drabble, presented itself to me promptly, and left a smile on my face. I hope it left one on hers - and yours.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play in their sandbox.
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He didn't think, as he looked down into the cradle, of all the impracticalities, all the impossibilities. He spared not one precious moment on the muddled timelines, the realities that broke or might have broken in the past, and the future, and the never-quite-was-except-that-it-was, to bring this to pass. Nor would he flee from any heartsbreak that might yet - would inevitably, he knew - come to pass.

She didn't care, as she pulled her wrap about her and arose from her bed to join him, about the blood and the pain - so much more, and so much longer, than they had anticipated, courtesy of their byzantine and contentious biologies. She dismissed the fractured memories of her nightmare childhood and embraced the fearful love that threatened to explode her hearts right here, right now.

They reached for each other, clung together in joy and took strength from one another, casting off weariness and worry to embrace wonder.
Then she bent down, picked up the little one who slept there, and brought her up to be with them. He looked at her, and at the woman who held her.

"Child of the TARDIS," he whispered to them both. "Next stop, everywhere!"

Around them, the TARDIS thrummed with a joy so intense that the stars beyond Her doors were surely dancing.

Current Location: the livingroom
Current Mood: hopeful
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/214566.html

Story: Matched Set
Author: kaffyr
Characters: Donna Noble, the Tenth Doctor
Rated: G
Word Count: 281, per Google docs
Edited by: Unedited; all mistakes are mine.
Summary: The Doctor is subjected to an ... unsettling ... radical makeover.
Author's Notes: This was a stocking stuffer for

livii in the 2011

fandom_stocking. As a former redhead myself, I empathize with Donna's amusement.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play in their sandbox.

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At first she thought he'd been sulking since they escaped — which would have been no surprise, since the Doctor's sartorial pride had presumably been sorely wounded. After a while, though, she realized he was stealing glances in various reflective surfaces in the console room and ... wait, was he ... primping?

Donna simultaneously rolled her eyes and grinned.

"So, spaceman."

"What?" He looked at her almost guiltily.

"Isn't there something you can do about it?"

He made a little moue, and shrugged. "Weeeeell, yes, certainly I'll do something about it. On the other hand, it was done as an honor to you."

She snorted. "Just because members of the Aeolinian High Court travel in color-coordinated pairs doesn't mean they can kidnap and do extreme makeovers on a couple of off-planet visitors. And since you got the worst of it, I'd think you'd agree."

"Be fair, now, they thought we were visiting royalty, not just any old Earth girl — "

"Oi! Watch it with the 'old,' Mars boy."

" — any young and extremely attractive Earth woman and her Time Lord."

"My Time Lord? Not bloody likely," she muttered, with only the barest hint of regret.

"Of course not!" he agreed, too quickly. "Still — and not to repeat myself, but it's a point worth making — this was done to honor you." He hesitated, slightly glum. "Since they apparently don't think much of brunettes."

Donna quirked a smile. "Yeah, well, I can't accuse them of bad taste for liking redheads, I suppose."

She wasn't going to tell him how oddly attractive he looked as a ginger. She would rather have died.

-30-

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Current Mood: tired
Current Music: Ezra Klein on MSNBC
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Our TARDIS, Subject to ....

... subject to our imaginations, courage and, undoubtedly, our senses of romance, intellectual curiosity and rigor - oh, and the absurd.

She's bigger on the inside, and she has carried eleven versions of the Doctor, as well as dozens of companions, from Susan to Stephen, from Liz, Jo, Sarah Jane and Harry to Tegan and Turlough, from Peri and Evelyn and Ace to Grace, Fitz and Anji, from Rose and Jack to Martha and River Song. She's had her share of enemies, too.

What better place to go exploring, if we can keep our knees from knocking and our dimensionally transcendent GPS units working?

ljgeoff , a woman whose heart, vision and work ethic may be as vast as the TARDIS' floor plan, is inviting us to do just that.

She talks about it here, and also here (depending on whether you're LJ or DW-centric) and provides both her inspiration and the map we'll be using. Which map, by the by, may be one of the most singularly gorgeous pieces of meta, art and story-telling I've run across in the Whoniverse.

I've signed up. Go over, take a look - you may want to do the same!

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Current Mood: creative
Current Music: Arcade Fire
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/213868.html

Story: Dreams of Home
Author:

kaffyr
Characters: The TARDIS/Rose Tyler/Jack Harkness/The Ninth Doctor
Rated: PG
Word Count: 703, per Google docs
Edited by: the more than splendid

dr_whuh
Summary: With music and images, Rose and the TARDIS have a conversation about where the heart is.
Author's Notes: This was a 2011

fandom_stocking story for

othermewriter. I admit it, I have a crush on the TARDIS, have had for years, and I know that those She carries hold even deeper feelings for her. It goes without saying that she more than returns the favor.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play (and create the occasional original character) in their sandbox.

( Jack and the Doctor were still asleep when Rose heard the singing. )

Current Location: The Home Office
Current Mood: tired
Current Music: A snowblower outside
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/213703.html

Story: Missing Pictures
Author:

kaffyr
Characters: Amy Pond/River Song/Rory Williams
Rated: G
Word Count: 1,244, per Google docs
Edited by: my beloved

dr_whuh
Summary: Some people call pictures a window to the soul; River searches for hers.
Author's Notes: Written for

joking , during the 2011

fandom_stocking effort. I believe that Amy and River will always work on recovering, renewing, rebuilding, and reinventing the relationship of which they were robbed by Kovarian; this story reflects one of the countless ways in which we might see that happen. (While the end of Closing Time suggests that River's memories of Kovarian were wiped after her escape as a child, I rather think she retained memories of danger, fear and situations, if not an individual face. Which rationalization makes this story possible. Ahem.)
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play in their sandbox.

( Amy wasn't surprised to find her daughter in the livingroom )

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Current Mood: busy
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/213352.html

Story: The Way of Some Days
Author:

kaffyr
Characters: The Ninth Doctor/Rose Tyler/Jack Harkness
Rated: G
Word Count: 1,766
Edited by: Relentlessly re-read and self- edited multiple times, but untouched by other, wiser heads or hands; all mistakes, characterization or thematic inconsistencies or structural weakness are solely mine.
Summary: They loved each other very much, but sometimes there were days ....
Author's Notes: Written, with great affection, for

yamx , for the 2011

fandom_stocking effort on Live Journal. The relationship of Jack Harkness, the Ninth Doctor and Rose Tyler comprises my favorite OT3 in the Whoniverse, and my love has often been furthered by

yamx 's own wonderful tales. I hope this story - in which the two non-Gallifreyan sides of the triangle help each other work through the doubts that might accrue when a Gallifreyan Time Lord makes up the third side - pleases. The story is part of my Beijo Sonho series, which is a post-Parting of the Ways AU in which Jack's deadly immortality and the Ninth Doctor's sacrifice are obviated by the Bad Wolf.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play (and create the occasional original character) in their sandbox.

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( All three of them had been exhausted ).

Current Location: Going to bed
Current Mood: nauseated
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/213247.html

Story: A Light in the Dark
Author:

kaffyr
Characters: Sarah Jane Smith, Luke Smith
Rated: G
Word Count: 1,876 per Google docs
Edited by: the inimitable

dr_whuh
Summary: Belief is a complicated thing; Sarah Jane and Luke at the turn of the year.
Author's Notes: Written for

cantarina1 during the 2011

fandom_stocking fun over on Live Journal. She wanted mother's being awesome, and this story took shape - proving perhaps that the fight against darkness is not solely the province of particular believers, and more the country in which we all travel.
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play in their sandbox.

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( Sarah Jane maneuvered her way through the door )

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Current Mood: sore
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/212868.html

Story: Miss Jones and the Good Egg
Author: kaffyr
Characters: Harriet Jones, Mr. Copper
Rated: G
Word Count: 1,545 per Google docs
Edited by: My best beloved

dr_whuh
Summary: There's no accounting for taste ....
Author's Notes: Written for the redoubtable

wendymr in

fandom_stocking 2011. This story was the direct result of a discussion about whether or not eggnog is known, drunk, or appreciated in any corner of the British Isles and environs. Said discussion took place over at

dw_britglish; it turned rather more lively than one might have expected a discussion of holiday drinks to turn, but was loads of fun. As you might discern from the story,

wendymr and I stand on opposite sides of the question, and I couldn't resist writing this up. For those interested, this follows on the heels of my AU Copper Armour for Miss Jones, which predicates Harriet's last minute rescue from Daleks by Mr. Copper. (It's also over here at Teaspoon.)
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play (and create the occasional original character) in their sandbox.

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( She couldn't help but notice, as she handed him his wine )

Current Location: the livingroom
Current Mood: cheerful
Current Music: The Furnace. MMMMmm warmth ....
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/212595.html

Birthdays, We've Got Birthdays

Happy Birthday two days late (12th Jan.) to

beamjockey who makes science fascinating, fannish history accessible, and ukelele music. No, really. He makes ukelele music, and how cool is that?

And Happy Birthday on this very day to

ljgeoff , who is one of the nicest, hardest-working, most creative, fearless and most loving people it's been my pleasure to meet. Maybe this year is the year we explore the TARDIS together!

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Current Mood: cold
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/212332.html

Story: Dream Weaver
Author:

kaffyr
Characters: Eleventh Doctor/River Song/the TARDIS
Rated: PG
Word count: 343
Edited by: un-edited. All mistakes are mine.
Summary: The Doctor dreams. River dreams. The TARDIS dreams.
Author's Notes: written for

exiled_mind for

fandom_stocking 2011
Disclaimer: As much as I wish it were otherwise, no Whoniverse characters are mine. They are the sole properties of the BBC and their respective creators. I intend no copyright infringement, and take no coin. I do, however, love them all, and thank the BBC for letting me play (and create the occasional original character) in their sandbox.

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The Doctor dreams.

He walks through corridors of stone, and wood, metal and glass, and knows he is home, but something is missing. No, he realizes, that's not it; someone is missing. But how can that be, when the echoes of all his beloved companions accompany him? He listens, and hears Her whisper the truth. Even in sleep, it hurts. He looks about himself and asks Her for directions.

River dreams.

She sleeps well in The Library, and sometimes thinks she could navigate sleep as she once navigated time and space. And — unexpected blessing — her sleeping memories are both unfractured and free of nightmares. Adventure, beloved friends and children fill her days when she is awake, but sleep promises a path to her heart's delight and she still needs that.

The TARDIS dreams, and walks through time and space as She does.

She defies Her own beginnings, rising above and beyond them with Her Thief, changing to become something unimaginable to those who had a hand in creating Her.

They would, if they could see Her now, declare her an abomination. And no wonder. She rejects order, embraces chaos, and dwarfs the power they thought they had controlled in Her. She is beyond them now, and it is because of Her Thief — something that would enrage, but not surprise them.

There is nothing She would not do for him or dare for him; no place She would not go for him.

In fact, there is no place She cannot go. She could, if She chose — if She thought it was right for him — search for the Great Matrix itself and care not one whit that there are nothing but echoes where it once existed.

And She might find it, so powerful is Her reach.

What small thing, then, to seek out a pathway to the computer with the heart of a child? Especially when it holds Her own child?

The Doctor dreams. River dreams.

The TARDIS will bring their dreams together.

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Current Mood: tired
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I Had a Stocking, and It Got Filled

(And I filled a few myself)

What with me being a complete Mr. Grumpy Face over the last couple of days, I completely forgot (as grumpy faces will) about all the things that also made me smile over the past few days.

Chief among them were the wonderful

fandom_stocking presents got from lovely people. If you haven't seen some of them them pop up elsewhere, drop over and enjoy them at the stocking.

I got a Santa-hat Kitteh holiday wish from

chokolattejedi, another equally lovely greeting from

noveltea , and yet more from

ariestess , plus a lovely sparkly New Year's wish from

twinsarein . Thank you all!

livii dropped by and brightened my day with her good wishes, as did

canaana and

ladymercury_10 , (who did so with a wonderful GIF of Amy/Karen and a be-fezzed Eleven/Matt.)

kerravonsen noticed that I love the Vorkosiverse and induced massive squeeage by making and giving me an icon of Miles and Ekaterin — the icon I've used for this post, as a matter of fact!

joking gifted me with hours of reading and viewing pleasure, with a rec list of TARDIS-related stories and more. Boy, does she know me well ... and the very kind

dunderklumpen indulged my Criminal Minds habit with links to some great CM pic spams - woo-hoo!

wendymr provided me with a wonderful drabble in which the TARDIS shows her love for Jack;

yamx revealed the real proxiimate cause of the fall of Troy, complete with horse *snrk*; the wonderful

dameruth and the gifted

lyricwrites presented me with wonderful Jenny/Vastra stories;

st_aurafina wrote me a sly and witty OT3-with-added-Awesome Donna that made me grin very widely; and the lovely

sahiya wrote me a story in which the Doctor and River brought me to tears, in a good way.

Thank you, one and all!

(I enjoyed the other end of the stocking by providing stories of various lengths to

cantarina1,

sahiya ,

livii ,

canaan ,

yamx ,

othermewriter,

joking ,

exiled_mind, and

wendymr. Thank you all for allowing me to stuff your stockings! I'll be posting those stories up here and elsewhere (Teaspoon and AO3) over the next little while.)

Current Location: The Home Office
Current Mood: thankful
Current Music: my kittehz
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/211961.html

Life Has Been (Mostly) Good

I have had quite a remarkable few days and they have, for the most part, been pleasant.

( 1 rather medical-type thing and 2 or 3 neat things under here )
That's quite enough babble or one post. (Which is why I put the bulk of it under a cut.)

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Current Mood: calm
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Why, yes, I have forgotten birthdays again

I don't know why I'm so terrifically inept at posting birthday well-wishes to people I like. It's not as if I don't want to say "Happy Birthday!" But rather than examine, in painful psychoanalytic depth, the reasons for Failure to Birthday Wish, I think I shall Birthday Wish away, for folks who've long since eaten the cake, those who might be celebrating today, and (for good measure) pre-Birthday wishes for those whose natal celebrations are upcoming.

( So many people, all of them excellent. )

Current Location: the livingroom
Current Mood: chipper
Current Music: my upstairs neighbor's little boy
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fandom_stocking Success!

I've done it! The last story I wanted to get done and in place before the Big Reveal starts is done!

Seven stories, ranging from just about double-drabble length to just under 1,800, nearly all of them like pulling damned hens' teeth because my brain is resistant to writing these days. And all eminently satisfying to complete!

(I also provided one miscellaneous not-fic stocking stuffer. Now, if I can just complete the second not-fic stuffer, I'll have reached my complete goal ... but even if I don't, I can rest easy, knowing I did my best.)

Current Location: Going to bed
Current Mood: accomplished
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So I Turned On WTTW

And there was The Big Bang.

What a great New Year's Day night surprise. Oh, hell, it's more than that. It's pure joy. Eleventy (Eleventy!) and Amy (Amy!) and Rory (Rory!) and River (River!!)

Now excuse me. I've an episode to watch.

Current Location: the livingroom
Current Mood: happy
Current Music: The Big Bang
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Christmas Was Surreal. I'm Sure It Bodes Well for 2012

Christmas Eve was really the start of it. We went over to First Born's and his Lady Love's for thel Christmas spaghetti dinner that's traditional in her family. As odd as it seemed to me, it was great to share something with her and have a chance to get to know her better. But it was a little surreal for me to be having a Christmas dinner in my son's home for the very first time. They had their own tree (two of them, actually, but that's a different story) and it was wonderful. And surreal.

And then there was that back spasm ....

( It gets weird. You've been warned. )

Current Location: Going to bed
Current Mood: drained
Current Music: Gold Diggers of 1933. Dick Powell. Whoah.
Crossposts: http://kaffyr.livejournal.com/210411.html

Aha!

I have completed five

fandom_stocking fics and ficlets! I have 1 or 2 more to attempt, and a couple of non-fic offerings, but I feel good about having done and distributed ... rather like Saint Nicholas!*

And now off to do the last of the Christmas Dinner shopping!

* or Sinter Klaas, or Santa, or Father Christmas or Father Frost. Just not the Krampus.

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Current Mood: accomplished
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Well, I Did It

I went and bought a paid Dreamwidth Account. The rude and lackwitted foolishness of LJ's current drivers (L'affaire Subject Lines specifically) has made me realize that there are other pastures in which to amble.

I don't know if I'll let my LJ paid account lapse; I do like having the options a paid account keeps. I think I'll see how much I post here, or whether I start cross-posting (or whatever it is that all you Young Technophiles do.) My options could alter if LJ decides to come to its collective senses about the most recent foolishness.

In other news - we finished our Christmas/Holiday/Turn of the Year shopping and bought a Tree. It's going to be the Best Tree Ever!

Oh, yeah, and my company just got sold.

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Current Mood: determined
Current Music: Attempted Doctor Who
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The Subject is Subject Lines

Well, the subject is more than subject lines. It's alerting those among my friends who might not already know, that LiveJournal plans to institute some changes that will, among other things, eliminate the subject line from comments, and the ability to use a drop down menu to choose icons for comments.

The second is irritating in the extreme for those of us who have a large number of icons, and don't want to have to hit the browse button, then wait for them to load in order to make our choices.

However, of the two changes, the first is by far the most functionally irresponsible. Why? For me, in one word, auctions. There are other words, like "ficathons", "fandom stockings", and "fic-memes" but the first word is the most important. Without subject lines to order auction bids, auctions on LJ would be unmanageable.

And without auctions, the remarkable and inspiring ability of the LJ community to come together to respond to disasters like the Haiti earthquake, the Pakistan floods, the Gulf oil disaster or the Japanese earthquake and tsunami, would have been damn near negated.

But I'm sick, and my ability to type is at a premium. Please go over here to read

wendymr's excellent post. It has the details of the changes and - most importantly - suggestions as to how to respond, and links on where to respond.

No matter what part of the LJ community you're involved in, chances are that these changes, and others

wendymr mentions, might, or will, affect you. If you feel the same way, I urge you to take action.

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Current Mood: irritated
Current Music: Christmas and general Turn Of The Year music

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