Sunday, again
Apr. 29th, 2007 10:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
themis1One day I will keep this up to date ... but please don't anyone hold their breath!
Today I dug dandelions out of the patch of lawn we own, that's outside the wall of the garden, and that can't be seen from the house. And dug. And dug. The awful truth about dandelions is, however - however many you evict, twice as many will appear a week later. I may have to get serious with weed killer.
In between de-dandelioning, I nipped over to Homebase and bought bark chips. These were 3 bags for £10, so you have to have three bags, whether you need them or not ... and they FILLED the boot of my Corsa. The garage, which was as far as I could lug them from the car, is now heavily scented of wood chips. And my back may forgive me, sometime later this week. Possibly.
Yesterday Norton kindly removed a .DLL file it thought was suspicious. Naturally, it's one Outlook Express requires to run. As a result, I currently have no e-mail. This is not desperate, as I don't actually get that many e-mails and I can always use the work address, since the Blackberry is like the Force (with me - always!). But we're coming in to Birthday Season - why do nearly all the people I know have their birthdays at the same time?! - and it does make getting the confirmations from Amazon at a sensible time more difficult.
Have been re-reading the incomplete novel* I started in Grimsby. Still like it. Suspect I still can't manage to get the last 3 chapters right. It's far too fannish to publish, of course, but I suppose if I got it finished I could entertain my readers by posting a bit at a time over a long period.
(*It's novel LENGTH. But it's the bastard child of Irwin Allen via Mortal Kombat. Which may make calling it a 'novel' a bit of an exaggeration.)
PS - note I have snagged a Dresden Files icon. This show lacks decent special effects, and the scripts have been a bit mixed - but it's still a million miles more watchable than this season of Dr Who, I regret to say. Mind you, this may be because I loved the books!
And now, since I have to get up at the crack of dawn to get to Wokingham for 9.00 and the Pan-Berks ContactPoint conference (my life's a thrill a minute), I had better disappear ...
Today I dug dandelions out of the patch of lawn we own, that's outside the wall of the garden, and that can't be seen from the house. And dug. And dug. The awful truth about dandelions is, however - however many you evict, twice as many will appear a week later. I may have to get serious with weed killer.
In between de-dandelioning, I nipped over to Homebase and bought bark chips. These were 3 bags for £10, so you have to have three bags, whether you need them or not ... and they FILLED the boot of my Corsa. The garage, which was as far as I could lug them from the car, is now heavily scented of wood chips. And my back may forgive me, sometime later this week. Possibly.
Yesterday Norton kindly removed a .DLL file it thought was suspicious. Naturally, it's one Outlook Express requires to run. As a result, I currently have no e-mail. This is not desperate, as I don't actually get that many e-mails and I can always use the work address, since the Blackberry is like the Force (with me - always!). But we're coming in to Birthday Season - why do nearly all the people I know have their birthdays at the same time?! - and it does make getting the confirmations from Amazon at a sensible time more difficult.
Have been re-reading the incomplete novel* I started in Grimsby. Still like it. Suspect I still can't manage to get the last 3 chapters right. It's far too fannish to publish, of course, but I suppose if I got it finished I could entertain my readers by posting a bit at a time over a long period.
(*It's novel LENGTH. But it's the bastard child of Irwin Allen via Mortal Kombat. Which may make calling it a 'novel' a bit of an exaggeration.)
PS - note I have snagged a Dresden Files icon. This show lacks decent special effects, and the scripts have been a bit mixed - but it's still a million miles more watchable than this season of Dr Who, I regret to say. Mind you, this may be because I loved the books!
And now, since I have to get up at the crack of dawn to get to Wokingham for 9.00 and the Pan-Berks ContactPoint conference (my life's a thrill a minute), I had better disappear ...
