"Usually I hunger for the meatballs the way a jackal salivates for an injured possum."

[chaletian]

1. I have got something that resembles chalk all over my black linen dress. Boo.

2. The fire alarm keeps going off. I am going TO KILL SOMETHING soon.

3. As I am sure you all know, Arthur C Clarke's third law was that any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. Boys and girls, I do believe this is true. This morning, befuddled and dazed after emerging from the long-night-sleepy, I went to remove yesterday's tiny tupperware boxes from my bag, only to discover that they were new tiny tupperware boxes filled with fresh new lunch! A miracle! Or, more to the point, either there is a giant invisible robot in Fangirl Towers, or it was MAGIC!!! Either way, a fascinating start to the day.

4. As I meandered down the station path, basking, as one does, in the early morning sunshine, I overheard a young man on his phone saying that it was the luck of the draw whether you were standing by a door when the train/tube pulled in. No, sir! Not true, sir! I end up standing by the door at every stage of my journey to work. Not by good luck, but by good management, sir! Pah. Amateurs.

5. OK, so what's with the whole "rah, women must wear skirts at Wimbledon!!" thing? Bollocks to that! I like skirts. I embrace the skirt concept. In the supremely unlikely event that I should ever find myself coyly warming up for an opening set on that sacred green, I would wear a skirt. But to say that women should wear skirts because it's all nice and feminine is just 5-star bullshit. If a female tennis player wants to wear shorts in which to play tennis, then go for it, say I.

6. Have spent the last week waiting for my grandmother to die. It's weird and unsettling and distubing. I went up last weekend to see her (which was the actual worst experience of my life because I had no idea what to say and I don't know if she knew it was me, and boo and shit and arse), but she still seems to be bopping around and part of me thinks she's going to get better again even though I know that it's not actually possible this time. So partly I just want her to die because then it'll be finished. Is that really wicked? It doesn't feel particularly wicked, but I don't know. I don't want her to die, obviously, I want her to get better and just be Grandma again, but I know that's not going to happen. Except part of me thinks that it might, hence the confusion.

7. New fandom. Fandom is lovely.

8. Went to see Prince Caspian. It's ace.

Comments

[athersgeo.livejournal.com]

Sympathies on the fire alarm front. I've just spent the past hour listening to a phone loudly report that it hasn't been hung up correctly in one of the neighbouring offices.

[katie__pillar.livejournal.com]

Magic indeed *makes mysterious hand movements*

Surely everyone who does the same journey regularly knows where the doors are going to be on their train? It's one of the first things you work out, non? That's how you always end up stood next to the same people, never speaking to them.

Foolish skirt rule. If the women want to wear shorts, let them. Same with the men and skirts.

Lol post title. "Tengo una.... paqueta para usted." *eyebrows*

[davidbrider.livejournal.com]

Finding the right door is easier on certain stations along the Jubilee line, natch. :o) One trick on other lines is, instead of waiting right at the front of the platform with everyone else, wait a few feet back, then when the train arrives, head for the door...

So are you the Fangirl Towers' invisible sandwich making robot? *g*

[carolynp.livejournal.com]

Grr for you on the fire alarm.
Wish we had magic like that.
Many sympathies about your grandma, the wanting both things sounds so familiar, it is normal, not wicked.

Would love to see male tennis players in skirts, wonder if there is a rule that says they HAVE to wear shorts?

[r-scribbles.livejournal.com]

Female tennis players must wear skirts at Wimbledon so that sad old wankers can perv at their knickers and think about that poster where the woman's scratching her arse. It's the Law.

Sorry to hear about your Nan. Not wicked of you at all. I think you tend to get to a point with these things where you accept that the end is nigh with somebody and just want it to be over rather than drag out their suffering and yours.

[davidbrider.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I had that with my gran and Sarah's dad last year - I don't think it's wicked at all; if they're in that much pain then really it's going to be a relief for them when it's over. And yes, the whole thing of not even knowing if they realise it's you, definitely had that with gran.

And what's the new fandom?

[pim2005.livejournal.com]

4. B-b-but. No. It's not pot luck! Even I managed to work that one out within about two goes of commuting. And if you're not sure, just head for where there's a small gaggle of people who look like they know what they're doing, invariably a door will arrive there. Tosser. Him, not you, just to be clear...

7. Bless you, my Squeen ;)

[mrs-redboots.livejournal.com]

Not in the least bit wicked! If she has outlived herself and it's time she went.... both of mine went long past the stage where if they had been one's dog one would have had them put down, and it was awful, and a big relief when they finally died. Sad, though, but still a relief!

Meanwhile why are all the tennis men wearing long droopy shorts - why can't we enjoy their nice behinds in nice short-shorts for once?

[katherinea.livejournal.com]

Not wicked at all. There comes a point when it's just time for it all to end but sadly life doesn't always make things simple. But of course it's hard to accept that she won't magically get better and be the way you remember her again.

[euphrosyna]

I know exactly what you mean about your Grandma. I was always really close to my Granny and I know I'll be devastated beyond reason when she does die... but at the same time, when I look at her now, I think it'd be for the best. She has lived her life and now she does not have a life any more. She lies here and I don't know if she knows us and she can't walk or talk or do anything... I feel like she must be very unhappy if any part of her is aware of what is going on. It's all very mixed up and horrible. So *huge hugs* and I hope you're managing to cope okay.