Personal Correspondence

Dru's been emailing me daily since he got back. They've got a time-stamp of 4am, and I'm not quite sure if it's adjusted for time zone or not. He's been having just a wee bit of trouble sleeping, but I imagine that the jet lag will wear off eventually.

I asked him what he wanted for Christmas, and it occurs to me that I'm not exactly an easy person to shop for - the obvious present, books, could backfire, since chances are more than likely that I've got the book already. There are, however, a few books on my wishlist at which my relations might look askance. (Yes, I *have* been reading Austen lately.) My own parents have long been inured to certain (read: slashy) literary tendencies, but letting my grandparents come upon the rec for guides to anal sex might rather deprive me of grandparents all untimely. No, perhaps a sanitized version might be a good idea for the family.

I'm in a flurry of letters - to the cousins, and Mike and Jen, whom I've neglected shamefully. And while I'm in a flurry of writing, I've got to remember to finish my re-app to the iSchool. I'd have to kick myself to the Antarctic and back if I forget this year.

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So there I was, planning to sit down, read my email and my friends page, poke around Amazon and think up gifts for my aunt and uncle, and POW, right in the kisser.

I get hit by a bunny.

It's a lurking bunny, too - tried to trip me up last night when I was reading a rather mediocre HP fic. Didn't really get me until it added in Mary Sue and suggested parody, which is always my weak point. I blame Pratchett and Evanovich for being funny authors, and sisterfish125 for posting something completely unrelated and of course, my brain, for everything else.

( McGonagall vets the new DADA applicant )

Today's Random Thought (stolen from yesterday, who doesn't mind)

So. Grima. Saw him on the TT trailer, standing in the shadow of a big bad sorceror. Reminded me of another mediocre fawning toady in the shadow of another big bad sorceror. Wormtongue/Wormtail. Does anyone besides me think Rowling might be channeling a bit of Tolkein?

And if there's Grima/Peter slash out there? I'm going to stick my fingers in my ears and start chanting Nsync lyrics to cleanse my brain.