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lady_t_220We've been having some very odd not-quite-a-proper-storm weather here in the last few hours. Like there's been a long run of storms that have sort of skirted round the edges of town. Lots of rumbling but not anywhere near enough rain for my linking. So the puter's been off anyway just to be on the safe side and I ended up hammering out a few pages of misc ideas for a story I'm not exactly actively writing.
Don't ask me, my time could have been better spent finishing off some of the things that are a little more developed, but nope, I follow the whims of my muses, damn them, and wrote waffle.
JR went out about an hour ago to get grandad up off the floor (he stumbled again, though not very far. Just didn't quite make it out of his armchair and into a vertical position... so less of a stumble, more of a slide, but I digress). He's just got back I think, I hear gravel crunchig on the side path. Either that or we're about to be burgled, one of the two.
Oh, and I found the thing on my floor that's been randomly poking me in the foot this past few days. A strange and inexplicable rosebush thorn in my carpet pile. *looks confused*
Eh, I got no clue where the hell that came from, I only admire our garden through windows usually.
Don't ask me, my time could have been better spent finishing off some of the things that are a little more developed, but nope, I follow the whims of my muses, damn them, and wrote waffle.
JR went out about an hour ago to get grandad up off the floor (he stumbled again, though not very far. Just didn't quite make it out of his armchair and into a vertical position... so less of a stumble, more of a slide, but I digress). He's just got back I think, I hear gravel crunchig on the side path. Either that or we're about to be burgled, one of the two.
Oh, and I found the thing on my floor that's been randomly poking me in the foot this past few days. A strange and inexplicable rosebush thorn in my carpet pile. *looks confused*
Eh, I got no clue where the hell that came from, I only admire our garden through windows usually.
