oxfordtweed: (Depressed - H2G2)
I shouldn't do this stuff, because it's not helping, but I just went through my AO3 account to see when the last time I wrote something for myself was. I've got one chapter to more of a collection of headcanon than a fic, which I posted a few weeks ago. Before that, the last thing that I wrote that was not a prompt fill, sequel to a prompt fill, or an exchange or challenge fic was 3 April 2011. Basically, a year ago.

I just don't have fun in fandom anymore. Not Sherlock, anyway, and that was my main one for a while. Aside from this AU of crack that Cat and I have been building and what goes on in MM, I just can't be bothered to care about it right now. And I think a lot of it is the way I like to participate in fandom. It's not about the fic and art for me; I love the meta stuff. [livejournal.com profile] meta_holmes and [livejournal.com profile] sceneothecrime were great, until they stopped updating. Since then, the only place I've really done anything in the fandom was the meme, and finding out that it's full of hypocrites and wankers just makes me hate everything right now. I can't bring myself to even want to participate in the main meme, rant post aside, because the people on the rant post are on the main meme, and I want nothing to do with any of them.

It's to the point that I don't even want my name associated with the meme. I've posted some fills logged-in over there, and I think I'm just going to delete that account and get rid of all of the stuff I've posted there. I'll keep it on AO3, but any association with the meme is going to be erased. It's toxic, and one of the main hubs of the fandom, which only makes the fandom in general seem toxic and hateful.
oxfordtweed: Bernard Black looking angrily at some papers, with a speech bubble with the text 'What? What does that mean?' (What does that mean? - Bernard)
You know you are adapted to a desert climate when 72*F is enough to send you running for your heavy winter coat. I stepped outside to get a bit of air, and then stepped right back inside again because it was just Too Damn Cold.

Why the hell do I always go up to PNW in the winter? It's going to suck and I'm going to complain and die of back pain and generally hate it. Just watch.

Grr cold

Mar. 19th, 2011 02:25 pm
oxfordtweed: (Watson - Gun)
The AC got left on while I was asleep last night. I have been unable to get warm all day as a result. I have boiled myself, wrapped myself up in many, many layers, and even have a hot water bottle.

WHY CAN'T I GET WARM!?


Fuck, I hate this crap. When's it gonna get warm? I want summer to be here.

bleh

Mar. 17th, 2011 04:42 am
oxfordtweed: (Watson - Gun)
I have a tired. I'm very headache.

Went to bed about three hours ago, after mucking about with a bunch of people in IRC. In that three hours I was in bed, I think I slept for about a half hour. And then I gave up. So I'm awake again.

I'll just work on my ridiculous Sherlock dressed as the Doctor drawing.

bleh

Mar. 17th, 2011 04:41 am
oxfordtweed: (Watson - Groggy)
I have a tired. I'm very headache.

Went to bed about three hours ago, after mucking about with a bunch of people in IRC. In that three hours I was in bed, I think I slept for about a half hour. And then I gave up. So I'm awake again.

I'll just work on my ridiculous Sherlock dressed as the Doctor drawing.

Fuck

Mar. 15th, 2011 05:41 am
oxfordtweed: Harold Chasen covered in blood and wretching violently (Wretch - Harold)
I was just standing outside, looking at the stars, as one does when it's dark and there's nothing else to do. Out of my peripheral, I spotted my annoyingly chatty neighbour. Well, ex-neighbour. He was evicted a few months ago, but he still hangs around for some reason. Not terribly sure that he's allowed to, but this building is kind of a bit... iffy.

Soon as I saw him, I ducked back inside and locked the door, having no desire to be hugged by someone who reeks of marijuana, or be talked to in circles for the next 40 minutes. I don't care what he does for a living. I don't care that his lady left him. I don't care about him. He annoys me and scares me. Also, he reeks of marijuana. I think I said that already, but that's reason enough to wish to avoid close contact with him.

He saw me. I know he did, because he's knocking at my door. And won't go away. I'd call the cops again, but he always manages to fuck off before they get here. So now I'm just ignoring him yelling through my door at not-even-six-in-the-morning.

GO AWAY, EX-NEIGHBOUR PERSON. I DO NOT LIKE YOU.

Fuck

Mar. 15th, 2011 05:41 am
oxfordtweed: Tony Fisher looking confused at something (Wot? - Tony)
I was just standing outside, looking at the stars, as one does when it's dark and there's nothing else to do. Out of my peripheral, I spotted my annoyingly chatty neighbour. Well, ex-neighbour. He was evicted a few months ago, but he still hangs around for some reason. Not terribly sure that he's allowed to, but this building is kind of a bit... iffy.

Soon as I saw him, I ducked back inside and locked the door, having no desire to be hugged by someone who reeks of marijuana, or be talked to in circles for the next 40 minutes. I don't care what he does for a living. I don't care that his lady left him. I don't care about him. He annoys me and scares me. Also, he reeks of marijuana. I think I said that already, but that's reason enough to wish to avoid close contact with him.

He saw me. I know he did, because he's knocking at my door. And won't go away. I'd call the cops again, but he always manages to fuck off before they get here. So now I'm just ignoring him yelling through my door at not-even-six-in-the-morning.

GO AWAY, EX-NEIGHBOUR PERSON. I DO NOT LIKE YOU.
oxfordtweed: Nicholas Angel frowning at the camera (:-\ - Nicholas)
I'm still awake.

Why am I still awake? Because that idiot man I live with fell off the planet around 10pm last night, and hasn't responded to any texts or calls.

770ml of caramel-flavoured caffeine means that I will be awake for a very long time. And annoyed.

eurgh

Mar. 3rd, 2011 07:36 pm
oxfordtweed: Indiana Jones mouthing the words 'We are going to die,' with the same text appearing in time on the bottom. (We're Gonna Die - Indy)
I had completely forgotten until Ryan woke me up just now that we were supposed to go to Joe's tonight. I think he suspects me of faking not feeling well. Which, I do admit, I may be, in a sense. Even though I'd forgotten about it, it is entirely possible that my subconscious remembered not wanting to go to Joe's tonight, and has therefore caused every problem area of my body to try to kill me.

Still don't want to go. And I still hurt like fuck, and feel like I'm going to be sick.
oxfordtweed: (Watson - Groggy)
I went to bed around 8:00, maybe 8:30, with the intent of actually getting some sleep.

Can't sleep. Too much pain. Sitting up hurts. Lying down hurt. I took a warm bath, and felt fine for about ten minutes, and now I hurt again.

To top it off, I really don't feel well. This is also a new development since I attempted to go to bed. I've eaten. Had plenty to drink. The only thing I've not done is sleep. Because I can't, owing to pain and illness.

Fuck it

Feb. 24th, 2011 04:59 pm
oxfordtweed: (Joyce - FASCIST!)
Going to Best Buy. Getting a mouse that doesn't randomly disconnect when it feels like it. Track pads are evil, and mine is the worst of a bad lot.
oxfordtweed: (Muppets - Fear and Loathing)
Today is going to be a writing day, I think. I've figured out Recovery to the point that I should be able to actually finish it by the weekend.

Also, it would appear as though the builders are done next door. My reasoning for this hypothesis is such: from the day they started in that unit, we have had no hot water, the water had been shut off without warning more times than I could count, and our bathroom flooded once (which ruined the sorts of paper products a person generally keeps under the sink, which was the source of the flood).

Two days in a row, I have been seriously burnt by the water coming from the taps. It seems to have once again been set to best suit the needs of lava people from the surface of the Sun.


This may have something to do with my decision to write, instead of draw tonight, as the hand that I damaged just a few minutes ago is the one I use to draw.
oxfordtweed: Nicholas Angel holding a peace lily and looking sad about it (Nicholas - Peace Lily)
I want to write. Really badly. I have loads of ideas, and actually have the drive to do it.

And a headache that's trying to kill me.

Whyyyyyyy

Feb. 16th, 2011 02:40 am
oxfordtweed: (:| - Rusty)
So, I just went to go take a bath, because what else is there to do at 2:30 in the morning? So, I go in there, and start drawing said bath, only there's no hot water.

Just like there was no hot water eight hours ago when I was making lunch. Which means the builders, who have been ever-present since, what? NOVEMBER, have stopped the hot water for whatever reason.

At least they finally unplugged our sink. By which I mean the builders had to stop our bathroom sink from being able to drain for about a week. But between having to brush my teeth in the kitchen, and being able to take a hot bath, I think I'll take the latter. Add to that how often the water just up and shuts off all together. I think this is why the building did away with the leases. So they could get away with this crap. And also so they can muscle people out more efficiently while they turn these units into 300sq ft condos for stupid tourists.

THIS IS WHY I WANT TO MOVE.


I've now changed into different pyjamas so I can at least pretend to be clean.
oxfordtweed: Bernard Black on the phone, with a Post-it Note on his forehead reading 'On Phone.' (Bernard - On Phone)
$130 and seven hours later, and my computer is finally starting to behave properly.

Homeboy from Geek Squad, who has been remotely controlling my computer all day, just rang me up again to let me know that there's still a bit of work to be done, but things should finally be done in about two hours. Which means that I neither have to reinstall anything, nor do I have to repurchase any software licenses.

That was my biggest worry. My choices were between paying someone else to fiddle around and maybe fix it, or go out and purchase a new OS, do a full system wipe, and definitely fix it, but at the cost of about $300 between the OS and other software licenses.

I chose the cheaper option. And it seems to have actually worked in my favour. Thank fucking fuck.

Damnit

Feb. 12th, 2011 01:12 pm
oxfordtweed: (Animated - H2G2 Lemons)
It's the reinstalling of everything that I don't want to do. But, fine. Whatever. Here's a list of things I'll need to find the discs and crap for.

Semagic
Firefox
Thunderbird 2.0.0.24
Trillian
SmartFTP Client
Paint Tool SAI (may need a new licence)
Nero
Easy Thumbnails
PS CS3
PvZ
Tunebite
Fireworks 8
Security Essentials
Dynamic Photo HDR (may need a new license)
Microsoft Word
Security Essentials
Audacity
Livestrem Procaster
Seesmic
Wacom tablet driver

This is going to suck.

*SIGH*

Feb. 12th, 2011 12:31 pm
oxfordtweed: (Dr Who - Internet Burns)
Okay, seriously. I'm about this close to just giving up and doing a proper upgrade on the computer. It means I'll have to fucking reinstall EVERYTHING, and probably get a new license for SAI (damnit), but I am so sick of this thing playing up. Seriously, I'd love to know what Ryan does on this thing to get it so fucked up.

I know this thing can be salvaged, and aside from the glaring security issues, it's still in pretty good nick. I don't want to get something new already, when I just got a new laptop last month. That would just feel like over-indulgence. D:

feh

Feb. 4th, 2011 03:28 pm
oxfordtweed: (Zark that! - Zaphod)
I want to write, but I can't think.


This sucks.
oxfordtweed: (My Wasted Heart - Mark)
Woke up this morning to find that Ryan had crawled back to the bedroom and turned on the fan. I hate having the fan on when I'm trying to sleep, because it makes me cold. Like, really cold. My back seizes up and I get all headachey and generally unpleasant.

The heater didn't do anything but spit out cold air at me, so I took a bath. But the bath was too hot, and now the scratches on my ankle" burn like hell and hurt again and it's all I can think about. Also, I feel very slow and sleepy now. And a tiny bit overheated, I think.

Today is just going to be one of those days, I think.


*The other day, I don't know if I mentioned this, I scratched the hell out of my ankle. As in, I was just sort of zoned out and absently scratching at myself, and the next thing I knew, I was bleeding all over myself. It happens sometimes. Usually, I just wind up knicking myself, but this time, I wound up with several long almost friction burn-looking things on my ankle.

Ah, well. I just won't wear socks for a few days.

guh

Jan. 29th, 2011 09:39 am
oxfordtweed: Nicholas Angel frowning at the camera (nicholas - :-\)
I am dying. Dying of Ebola and bird flu and and every disease known to man. I must be. I feel like ass.

Now I am going to go make some soup, and hope I don't wind up dying into it.

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