all out of…

YAY the Phoenix landed safely!

…that was totally not what I was going to write about, but more or less the first thing I do in the mornings is check out the APotD, and YAY the Phoenix landed safely! *beams*

Right. Where was I.

Last night I was observing to Deborah that I was all out of give-a-shit. She observed in return that actually, what was impressive was that I was all out of grim. I believe she nailed the actual problem there, and it seems that having had it defined, I’m feeling a little more prepared to cope this morning. I don’t particularly want to, but apparently my Grim has been re-located. So.

critically necessary thinks to do:
– grant application
– checks
– work on FRWL

slightly less critical thinks to do:
– respond to some of jason’s email
– email scott
– poke jimfred to see if jim’s online
– start packing up books to send out
– try to remember the absolute crapload of other things that need doing

Meme behind the cut.

Nicking a meme that I haven’t done in a while, which I only promise to respond to the first five or so participants, and if I’m cool I’ll do more than that. Also, bearing in mind that there are 300+ of you on my LJ whom I don’t personally know, I reserve the right to be terribly generic if necessary. :)

Raise your hand in my LJ and:

1) I shall respond with something random I like about you.
2) I shall tell you what song, movie or book reminds me of you.
3) I shall name something we should do together.
4) I shall say something that only makes sense to you and me (or at least me).
5) I shall tell you my first or clearest memory of you.
6) I shall leave you a quote that is somehow appropriate to you.
7) I shall ask you something that I have always wondered about you.


  1. I can’t possibly be the first one to see today’s post? Or maybe just the first one curious enough to click behind the meme? Eh. Whatever. I’m sure you’ll have to be generic, but I’m here, and I’m first, so *raises hand* :)

  2. Cool! Can I play the meme game back? I’m going to anyway. 8^)

    I shall tell you my first or clearest memory of you.

    For me, I’m pretty sure it was the night of the pre-conference party when a bunch of us assembled in the lobby of the hotel before heading over to the party. You introduced yourself to me as the one on Jim Butcher’s chat list who’d entered the Colorado Gold. We started chatting and I was so excited that you’d finaled in the contest. And then on Saturday you joined a bunch of us for lunch, but you hardly touched your food because you were so nervous about the awards banquet that night. We’ve been friends ever since! I just wish we could see each other more often. Sigh. I’ve always wanted to go to Ireland…

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