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[girlofprey]

Hello. I'm still around. I'm also an idiot, which should suprise no-one. I spent most of the last few weeks telling myself "I can't apply for jobs right now, I really need to tidy my flat", and "I can't tidy my flat right now, I really need to apply for jobs", and in fact, doing neither. I did manage to get enough actions for my Jobseeker's diary though. And apply for at least a few jobs. Which is a plus, really. I haven't posted Mohabattein back to whatho yet. I'm really sorry. I'm going to do it very soon, honestly.

What I have mostly been doing is looking for Rorschach/Adrian and Rorschach/Comedian Watchmen fic, and tracking the kink memes currently going on. With a slight dabble in Harry Potter Petunia and Pansy/Luna fic. What I have mostly found is that there isn't as much Rorschach/Adrian or Rorschach/Comedian fic as there is Rorschach/Nite Owl fic. To a pretty high degree. I was considering setting up a Rorschach/Adrian community, as there isn't one and it would be nice to have all the fic together, but suggesting it on the comms gained mixed opinions, so I might put it on hold for now.

Anyway. Besides that, I did have my birthday on Friday. Which was nice. I went back to my parents' on the Thursday, as I'm still not working, but it turned out we couldn't do anything on Friday until my dad got home from work and my nephew got out of school anyway. When they did, we went indoor, glow-in-the-dark-painted Atlantis/Mummy's Tomb mini-golfing. Which was fun, except for the part where we had to wear clear-ish 3D glasses which did, indeed, make the paintings on the walls look 3D, but made everything else look wobbly and out-of-focus, and basically made us feel a bit dizzy. But it was good. And then we went to Pizza Hut for a meal, and I got a medium pizza for the price of an individual because they had no individual Italian bases left, and then we went back to my parents' and had cake, and my nephew stayed at my parents' overnight even though his bedding and room weren't ready because he/my sister insisted, and it was slightly daunting, but alright.

What was less alright was the part where it turned out on Saturday that my dad had booked him and mum in for a test drive of a car, and he thought it would be fine to leave me to look after my nephew for "an hour/not long". Ten minutes after my parents left, my nephew decided he didn't want to watch cartoons anymore and wanted to read by himself on a couch. I went to the bathroom and told him I'd only be ten minutes, since he runs up and down the stairs without us all the time anyway and doesn't need watching all the time. I was in the bathroom for about ten minutes, and then I heard the sound of my nephew running up the stairs, and then the sound of something falling down the stairs. I rushed out, and he was laid at the bottom, crying, saying he'd fallen down the stairs and hit his head on the radiator. A quick call round revealed that both my parents had left their mobile phones at home, and I was left checking my nephew's head, asking him which stair he was on, which he couldn't tell me, and asking if he felt sick or tired and trying to check his pupil dilation, which he didn't want to let me do. He was fine, pretty much after about half an hour, but it was still quite scary. My parent's finally came home two hours later, and I made a bit of a big deal about them leaving their phones at home. But anyway. It all turned out okay.

We went out for Sunday dinner on the Sunday, and then I came back to Nottingham. Since then I have mostly been trying to run around and register with a new agency and pay some bills, and decide what to spend my birthday money on. Both of which are going fine this far.

I have Casualty news from Saturday. A porter man was going around trying to sort out a leaving do for a nurse who was leaving the department, and trying to get a leaver's book filled in for her, and he went into the men's toilets to speak to Mr Jordan. Jordan said something about the man following him around, and the porter man said "I need your entry", and then they sort of looked at each other for a minute. JORDAN IS AS GAY AS ANYTHING, AND WHERE IS TOBY? WHERE? Nowhere to be seen. Hmph.

Tonight Eastenders made me cry for the first time in a few months, and while that's an achievement I suppose, it still seems like a pretty rubbish way to end that quite high profile, quite drawn-out storyline. I had sort of heard things about this possibly being what was going to happen, and about the particular episode that made me think it was going that way, but still. And particularly the way they ended up doing it, which was a bit ridiculous. OH GOD RONNIE AND DANIELLE. Oh God. In my head they get an alternate ending and spin-off where they go off and fight crime or demons. Oh god. Dude. Honestly.

Comments

[slemslempike.livejournal.com]

Happy birthday for last week! Scary about your nephew, I'm glad he's okay.

[girlofprey.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Sorry this is late, but thank you. My nephew falling down the stairs was a bit scary. I probably overreacted, but I didn't really know what to do and couldn't call anyone! He was fine though, and is fine now, so it wasn't that bad.