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2004-03-08 at 9:32 p.m.

Well, I meant to, but I got caught up. First I was trying to write a horror story in the style of H P Lovecraft (which didn't quite work - maybe I should try humour and write a story about charmed coats trying to take over the world and making people leap on drunken old men - thanks to my friend Shirley for that weird suggestion!) which took me till five in the morning.

Then yesterday, I was going to update after I'd typed up said story only...I was putting it on fictionpress and I discovered fanfiction at the same time. So I spent an entire night reading Harry Potter and CSI:Miami fanfics! (Evidently I am not the only person who dreams of the ginger guy). They're quite good, I should have a go myself, I think. For one thing they make good writing exercises - because you've got a basic plotline and characterisation already there for you, and you just provide the words and maybe a bit of plot detail yourself. Sort of like the things we did in school - like what happened to Rama and Sita after he rescued her from the monkey-god whose name I cannot remember. Its funny how much fanfic involves romance mind you - evidently there is not enough romance between characters going on on TV shows and in books for some people! Some of them verge on the soft porn/erotica (what is the difference anyway) side of things, but I can't say I mind overmuch. Its not like you can't tell when things are going that way.

Anyway, I'd certainly advise checking those out at some point!

Parents are coming back tomorrow, which I'm not looking forward to. Well, I'm looking forward to seeing my parents again but once they're here I can't smoke openly (buggeration) and I can't stay online till six in the morning anymore. Not that that is exactly good for me but still....

I have to get more meds from my doctor on Wednesday. There was a bit of confusion about that because the doctor's secretary rang up to remind me - only he said that it was my mother who had the appointment then. But I bumped into the doctor on the way to the supermarket and he reminded me of Wednesday - I wonder why he remembers that much? He has quite a big practise and its not like I have something exotic and interesting wrong with me. Maybe its because of my mother - she's got terrible asthma and has to go in all the time. He's a funny guy, this doctor, big on touching people - very big on hugging patients which you'd have thought a male doctor might be more careful about. But then, he is gay, so I suppose it would be difficult to say he was sexually harassing you! (As if you can't tell. You have to wonder about some women who insist on thinking that every man is harassing them whereas some men are just very tactile and you can tell if someone is being dodgy, even if they're not touching you at the time. You can feel a leer from fifty paces.)

As for me, still jobless and no interviews coming up. This is really irritating. I've been thinking maybe I should try to find a decent webzine and see whether I could write for it - at least I could put that on my CV and it might cover up 7 months of unemployment? Anyone know of any decent ones?

Ho-hum. Can't think of anything right now and I am a little energetic so its off to listen to Pink for me. (No comments about my music taste please.)

Later

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