Daily Life

the essential kit

I got up this morning convinced it was Tuesday. That’s just not a great way to start the week. We were halfway through our morning ablutions before I realized all my plans for the day were based on activities that weren’t going to happen because it was only Monday. Agh. I got a new phone. […]

the essential kit

I dreamed that Paul Cornell, Oisin McGann, myself, and three other authors were part of a La Femme Nikita-style black ops team. “Oh, I’m worried,” said Ted when I told him this, but Oisin murdered and fridged one of the other team members for ordering an unauthorized steak dinner, so apparently we were not to […]

the essential kit

Probably while I was at Starbucks writing this afternoon. It was in the pocket of my coat, which was hanging over the back of my chair, and apparently it proved too great a temptation for some dickhead. I noticed it was missing as I was leaving the mall, and went back to both the restrooms […]

the essential kit

I keep thinking, man, I need to sort everything and clean everything and get it ready to pack. Really what I should do is sort and clean as I pack, thus killing three birds with one stone. It’ll be at least three weeks before we’re in danger of moving, and possibly a couple-three months, so […]

the essential kit

*laughs* So this morning I was writing and had a moment of Irish English vs. American English struggle, and commented on Twitter: I swear, the Irish phrasings that slip in. “At the weekend.” Americans don’t say that. I catch most of them while typing, but I swear. It’s caused a great stir on Twitter. *laughs* […]