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My heart has diminished
It's still too early, too raw. I lost a fragmet of my heart on Monday. To others it's "just" a dog. But to me it's a friend, a shadow. Even now, I still can't process the immensity of the loss, the gaping absence. He's not at the gate when I arrive home. He's not at the gate when I leave for work in the mornings. He doesn't collapse on the Oriental ( Read more... ) -
Cranking it up
So we went out on Friday. Which means I actually had to put on proper makeup and wore jeans out socially for the first time in dog knows how many years. We went to the Mercury in town to see two bands that friends of mine are in. One was Terminatryx and the other was Subvers. Both most excellent, even if the guitars overpowered the vocals on both ( Read more... ) -
In which I swiftly run out of weekend...
Despite my best intentions, sleep was an elusive beast this weekend - contrary to my wishes. Friday night the BSD had another seizure, at 1am, so I had to do the whole bucket-and-mop routine. Needless to say I suffered to go back to sleep afterward. Saturday was not much better. I had neighbourhood watch.
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Remind me again why I do this thing?
This past week was awesome. Also, it sucked cock and balls so far as a routine went. It's HorrorFest, which means me stressing my nut with regard to the Bloody Parchment event, which was on Wednesday. But it went well. Better than most. Everyone had piles of gooey, oozing fun, and then we went off to Roxy's to celebrate with chilli poppers and ( Read more... ) -
Oh, hello
An absence, of quite a while. A lot has happened. I don't think anyone reads these things anymore. And it seems kinda weird to put stuff out here for people to read. I look at my last posts here and I want to crinkle up like a bug that's just been sprayed with pesticide. Was that me? Man, it burns ( Read more... ) -
January update
This past week between NYE and today have been absolutely fantastic. The good doctor and I spent most of our time in a semi-vegetative state lurking in the Treehaus. He put a big dent in our internet quota while I did what I usually do when faced with large stretches of uninterrupted time: edit, write and read. Granted, it's been a particularly ( Read more... ) -
We shouldn't have left home today...
It's not everyday old, good friends visit but it also happens to be Boxing Day here in South Africa, the day where, traditionally, people still stuff themselves half to death with leftovers from Giftmas day. So, we **innocently** thought to meet our friends at Cape to Cuba in Kalk Bay. Fortunately they booked a table.
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Hyperventilating and running around in circles.
Crazy times I live in at the moment. And I’m finding it a bit difficult keeping my head above water. The trick I’ve learnt from the dark tea-time during June/July where I spent nearly every evening in tears after getting home after work, is to say no.
I’m saying “no” a lot. Mainly to myself when I feel I can’t get everything done.
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Sore fingers
This is probably one of the better reasons to have sore fingers: I'm playing bass again. Why? I come home in the evenings sometimes and have a lot of nervous energy I need to get out somehow.
Hell's Music is now complete. I'm at present busy working on the synopsis and query letter.
And yes, this puppy, even though it's only a romance novel, is ( Read more... ) -
Grumpy people suck
Today was day one of the filming for the next BlackMilk production, The Lovers. Contrary to my earlier threats of somehow purchasing a ticket to Timbuktu, I was there, behind the scenes, helping with the set-up and packing up. Oh, and of course helping the husband with the sourcing of some of the materials required for the props. And dusted off my ( Read more... )