So, my work has been available for critiquiing on that website I told you about since Wednesday. So far I have received TWO critiques. The first is from an old man who does not like fantasy. He only critiqued the first paragraph (which I have since removed anyway). The second reviewer wrote a very long paragraph about what they were going to do in the second paragraph, which turned out to be a very short review (one half-sentence) of the first paragraph.
FUCK'S SAKE. So pissed off about that, now. Jeez, there's shit (I mean really really really shit) short stories there that have received way more critiques - I'm talking thirteen at the last count.
Oh well, I suppose it's harder to critique something that has less faults. I was surpsrised that in the weekly "ping" (email from the website telling you about those stories that had received the least reviews so far in order to bump up the number received) the other day that a story I had reviewed had received only two or three. And it was a FANTASTIC story! I suppose it was rather hard to review.
Poo.
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Sunday, April 08, 2007
Tired
Ho hum. It's been quite a tiring few days. Had a real booger of a cold the last couple of days: felt worst of all yesterday, but seem to be feeling a little better now. Poor Mrs B has got it bad today. I had a coffee on Wednesday when Mrs B was out and suffered no ill-effects, and so had another one the next day and the next ... but today my tummy is a bit sore. So I shall stop the coffee again, take up once more the tummy pills for a few days, and hope I am completely well soon. Poop. I love kwaffee. 'sot fair.
Anyways, chapter one and an earlier draft of chapter two will make it to the front of the queue for critiquiing on wednesday ... eeep, my work shall be up for public scrutiny. I shall let you know how it gets on during the week.
Byesiebye for now.
Anyways, chapter one and an earlier draft of chapter two will make it to the front of the queue for critiquiing on wednesday ... eeep, my work shall be up for public scrutiny. I shall let you know how it gets on during the week.
Byesiebye for now.
Saturday, April 07, 2007
Hello
Hello, hello, hello.
:)
I sold my car yesterday, and I'm still undecided as to how I feel about it. On the one hand, it's a relief to be rid of it: not to have to worry about the tax expiring at the end of the month, the MOT being due the month after, the costs on the horizon we just can't afford at the moment, the many many calls about the car, the fuckwits that arrange to come over, kick the tyres, wobble the engine, hiss between their teeth and offer fifty quid (one guy drove it up the road and back, stalled it 5 times on the way up the road and three times on the way back, flooded the engine and tried to convince me that the engine was, in his words, fucked! dumbass, I'm not that stupid).
On the other, she was my baby, my Acorn, and we've had some good times with her. It was that car that took me and Mrs B to the maternity unit at 3am when she went into labour. Yaknow, that kinda thing. And she was my little bit of independence.
Oh well. C'est la vie.
Well, better get on. I expect Mrs B would like to check her emails.
Love you Mrs B. You rock. :)
:)
I sold my car yesterday, and I'm still undecided as to how I feel about it. On the one hand, it's a relief to be rid of it: not to have to worry about the tax expiring at the end of the month, the MOT being due the month after, the costs on the horizon we just can't afford at the moment, the many many calls about the car, the fuckwits that arrange to come over, kick the tyres, wobble the engine, hiss between their teeth and offer fifty quid (one guy drove it up the road and back, stalled it 5 times on the way up the road and three times on the way back, flooded the engine and tried to convince me that the engine was, in his words, fucked! dumbass, I'm not that stupid).
On the other, she was my baby, my Acorn, and we've had some good times with her. It was that car that took me and Mrs B to the maternity unit at 3am when she went into labour. Yaknow, that kinda thing. And she was my little bit of independence.
Oh well. C'est la vie.
Well, better get on. I expect Mrs B would like to check her emails.
Love you Mrs B. You rock. :)
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Guten Donnerstag
i fink. to be honest, my german ain't too spot on these days! lol
Well, After the awful day that was Peter's worst day ever, I then had to endure one of mine: migraine strikes again. I've been having so many of them recently :( Ah well. I asked my new shiny GP about that and he shrugged: could be the battery of medications I take or it could be the increased stress of recent events or it could be a combination of the two or it could be other factors not thus far taken into consideration etc. At least this doctor is writing to the rheumatologist to ask him to see me within the month rather than (by around) June (ish)!
Also, Mrs B is having a girls night out tomorrow. It's her first one in quite some time - since before we got pregnant with Peter, in fact, I think it might be her first one since we got married! Crikey. I didn't realise how long it had been. I think she's looking forward to it, but is also a little nervous about it too! So am I, actually. It'll be nice for her to get out of the house by herself, have a few drinks with her friends and generally let her hair down for a few hours. But I shall miss her terribly and will be glad when she gets home and I can snuggle up to her drunken ladyship and giggle at her slurred speech :)
Anyways, I'd better get off the intermenet :)
laters
Well, After the awful day that was Peter's worst day ever, I then had to endure one of mine: migraine strikes again. I've been having so many of them recently :( Ah well. I asked my new shiny GP about that and he shrugged: could be the battery of medications I take or it could be the increased stress of recent events or it could be a combination of the two or it could be other factors not thus far taken into consideration etc. At least this doctor is writing to the rheumatologist to ask him to see me within the month rather than (by around) June (ish)!
Also, Mrs B is having a girls night out tomorrow. It's her first one in quite some time - since before we got pregnant with Peter, in fact, I think it might be her first one since we got married! Crikey. I didn't realise how long it had been. I think she's looking forward to it, but is also a little nervous about it too! So am I, actually. It'll be nice for her to get out of the house by herself, have a few drinks with her friends and generally let her hair down for a few hours. But I shall miss her terribly and will be glad when she gets home and I can snuggle up to her drunken ladyship and giggle at her slurred speech :)
Anyways, I'd better get off the intermenet :)
laters
Sunday, April 01, 2007
Poor fluffy
What a rough day yesterday was. Still, he slept much better last night and has actually been quite cheerful so far today (touches wood). And he has started saying "mummy" with much more frequency :) Awwwwwwwwww. So proud!
Also, here's some more: http://bloodofes.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-more-still-has-few-kinks-need.html if you're interested :)
Oh, and hoo graa! May I fondle your ischial pleats ;p (Will Self rocks!)
lol
Also, here's some more: http://bloodofes.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-more-still-has-few-kinks-need.html if you're interested :)
Oh, and hoo graa! May I fondle your ischial pleats ;p (Will Self rocks!)
lol
Saturday, March 31, 2007
Whiny fucking baby
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh
Make him stop! He's been whingeing aaaaaaaaaaall night. Have had broken sleep and now its 8.12am. I've just tried to give him his breakfast but he won't open his mouth to eat. He's playing with a toy now, but aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh
Make him stop! He's been whingeing aaaaaaaaaaall night. Have had broken sleep and now its 8.12am. I've just tried to give him his breakfast but he won't open his mouth to eat. He's playing with a toy now, but aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
Tuesday, March 27, 2007
Peter and the swing
Peter went on the swings at the weekend. His first ever swing-adventure. He also wore his shoes :)
Now he is asleep after song-and-story time at the library where he was playing with the other children. Awwwww :)
And Mrs B is reading up about the GI diet. Apparrently, you are allowed to eat chocolate with this diet, as long as it is at least 70% cocoa and you eat it at certain times of the day. Oh, okay then :) And crispies are allowed. This certainly sounds like the diet for us. I weighed myself again this morning and I am the same weight I was after piggy-mas. I mean, christmas! lol
Ah well, c'est la vie.
Still no comments over at BoE with my posted excerpt. Come on guys, it's not that long! Oh, and n.b. I'm considering removing the first paragraph and editing the second (which would then be the first) to ensure that the relevant info isn't lost. Also considering removing Yren's surprise at the druid's longevity. It's a bit too much like an info dump for my liking and it might be better, I think, to have their long-livedness shown through the story rather than explained through the alledged ignorance of a villager that lives so close to Eserett and has even had conversations with traders from Camelson. The traders would most likely have come through Eserett too - it being quite an important place and all :)
Anyways, cheery-by-for-now.
Oh, and the doc yesterday has upped my ulcer-meds in light of my darkened poopies and tummy whatnots from the new anti-is. :( Ah well. Apparently I'm supposed to go without most of my pain-relief too. Nuts to that, say I!
In any case, I'm orfsky as fluffle-bunny has just awoken.
Oh, and I'm still in trouble for scissoring the panites ;P
hehehehe
Now he is asleep after song-and-story time at the library where he was playing with the other children. Awwwww :)
And Mrs B is reading up about the GI diet. Apparrently, you are allowed to eat chocolate with this diet, as long as it is at least 70% cocoa and you eat it at certain times of the day. Oh, okay then :) And crispies are allowed. This certainly sounds like the diet for us. I weighed myself again this morning and I am the same weight I was after piggy-mas. I mean, christmas! lol
Ah well, c'est la vie.
Still no comments over at BoE with my posted excerpt. Come on guys, it's not that long! Oh, and n.b. I'm considering removing the first paragraph and editing the second (which would then be the first) to ensure that the relevant info isn't lost. Also considering removing Yren's surprise at the druid's longevity. It's a bit too much like an info dump for my liking and it might be better, I think, to have their long-livedness shown through the story rather than explained through the alledged ignorance of a villager that lives so close to Eserett and has even had conversations with traders from Camelson. The traders would most likely have come through Eserett too - it being quite an important place and all :)
Anyways, cheery-by-for-now.
Oh, and the doc yesterday has upped my ulcer-meds in light of my darkened poopies and tummy whatnots from the new anti-is. :( Ah well. Apparently I'm supposed to go without most of my pain-relief too. Nuts to that, say I!
In any case, I'm orfsky as fluffle-bunny has just awoken.
Oh, and I'm still in trouble for scissoring the panites ;P
hehehehe
Monday, March 26, 2007
Highchair antics
Peter's in his high chair. He's just had breakfast at the table with daddy :) Last night he had his tea in the high chair as well and mummy and daddy got to have their tea at the same time as him - this is a first for this family - evening meals have until now been consumed under more stressful circumstances: Peter would scream if we tried to eat at the same time as him which would lead to indigestion on both mummy and daddy's behalf so we took to getting peter fed and changed and bathed and chilled and in bed and asleep before even thinking about cooking for ourselves.
He's been using his chair but on the ground-setting - but last night we decided to sit at the table and put him up in his proper high-high chair :) and it worked! woo hoo - and he's now entertaining himself in the high chair while I type this missive :)
Woot.
In other news - I forgot and took anti-is again yesterday morning. My tummy is still a little sore, but the GP surgery appear to have reset their clocks over the weekend as they're meant to be open at 8, but their phones are still off. Poo. I shall try again in a bit
Ciaou for now
He's been using his chair but on the ground-setting - but last night we decided to sit at the table and put him up in his proper high-high chair :) and it worked! woo hoo - and he's now entertaining himself in the high chair while I type this missive :)
Woot.
In other news - I forgot and took anti-is again yesterday morning. My tummy is still a little sore, but the GP surgery appear to have reset their clocks over the weekend as they're meant to be open at 8, but their phones are still off. Poo. I shall try again in a bit
Ciaou for now
Saturday, March 24, 2007
On a lighter note
Yeah, sorry about that. I shouldn't be so gloomy.
I'm fine. The celecoxib is doing okay, although I had a bit of tummy ache this morning - fortunately it was just because I really really needed a poo. LMAO!
Anyways, Peter has two, count 'em: TWO teeth! Proper little chompers being used to gnaw away my knuckles at every available opportunity! Congrats little man :)
Woo Hoo
And easter will soon be upon us. Blessed Beltaine!
I'm fine. The celecoxib is doing okay, although I had a bit of tummy ache this morning - fortunately it was just because I really really needed a poo. LMAO!
Anyways, Peter has two, count 'em: TWO teeth! Proper little chompers being used to gnaw away my knuckles at every available opportunity! Congrats little man :)
Woo Hoo
And easter will soon be upon us. Blessed Beltaine!
Friday, March 23, 2007
Anti-inflammatories at last
I managed to convince my GP at last that I am, as the rheumatologist, the x-ray techs, and my previous GPs have already said, in pain from psoriatic arhtritis.
At last.
He has given me the new anti-inflammatories that Professor Woolfe asked me to be given: "celcoxib". He did, however, stress many many times that as I have now had gastro-intestinal bleeding that I could die as a result of taking these. If that wasn't worrying enough, I then found this warning on the information leaflet that came with the pills:
"Rare side effect which may affect up to 1 persons in 1000, are listed below ... Ulcers in the diestive system, perforations in the intestine, inflamed gullet, blood in bowel movements (very rarely these conditions have been fatal)."
Hmm ... I've never seen the word 'fatal' in a patient info leaflet before with tablets. Eek.
But if I don't get the inflamation under control soon, the arthritis is going to leave me a cripple in a matter of years. At the first sign of any gastric discomfort I shall stop taking these tablets. If I get any more stomach cramps, Claire is going to call 999. Hopefully none of that will be necessary. I had one last night and I was fine, despite being paranoid about them as all hell. I've just had a second one and I still feel fine.
Yikes
At last.
He has given me the new anti-inflammatories that Professor Woolfe asked me to be given: "celcoxib". He did, however, stress many many times that as I have now had gastro-intestinal bleeding that I could die as a result of taking these. If that wasn't worrying enough, I then found this warning on the information leaflet that came with the pills:
"Rare side effect which may affect up to 1 persons in 1000, are listed below ... Ulcers in the diestive system, perforations in the intestine, inflamed gullet, blood in bowel movements (very rarely these conditions have been fatal)."
Hmm ... I've never seen the word 'fatal' in a patient info leaflet before with tablets. Eek.
But if I don't get the inflamation under control soon, the arthritis is going to leave me a cripple in a matter of years. At the first sign of any gastric discomfort I shall stop taking these tablets. If I get any more stomach cramps, Claire is going to call 999. Hopefully none of that will be necessary. I had one last night and I was fine, despite being paranoid about them as all hell. I've just had a second one and I still feel fine.
Yikes
Saturday, March 17, 2007
Happy Mothers Day Mrs B
You da greatest :)
Peter's a lucky little boy to have a mummy like you.
Love ya
Hugs
Peter's a lucky little boy to have a mummy like you.
Love ya
Hugs
Friday, March 16, 2007
Woo Hoo
As that worked I shall deliver a brief update:
Peter is doing well: sleeping much better now and still trying to chew everything with that one damn good tooth of his. lol
BoE going well.
Mrs B as beautiful and gorgeous and wonderful and amazeingful as ever.
We went to see Chicago yesterday. My mum babysat flufflebum as she works upstairs in the theatre. Mums rock. She managed to get us the best seats in the house: middle front row. It was a fantastic show. And Peter, apparently, was very good. He certainly looked fine when we came out at the end of the show and saw him quite comfortable in his pram examining everyone as they exited the theatre. He looked up at me and there was a bit of a delay before he smiled as if to say ... er, who are you again? lol
He's also eating a lot more in the way of solids and so taking less and less booby milk ... soon they will be mine again ... mwah ha ha haaaaaaaaaa
Also, and quite by accident this was as I didn't realise how sharp the scissors were until after I had started messing around, I severed an exciting part of Mrs B's panties :P He he he ...
Peter is doing well: sleeping much better now and still trying to chew everything with that one damn good tooth of his. lol
BoE going well.
Mrs B as beautiful and gorgeous and wonderful and amazeingful as ever.
We went to see Chicago yesterday. My mum babysat flufflebum as she works upstairs in the theatre. Mums rock. She managed to get us the best seats in the house: middle front row. It was a fantastic show. And Peter, apparently, was very good. He certainly looked fine when we came out at the end of the show and saw him quite comfortable in his pram examining everyone as they exited the theatre. He looked up at me and there was a bit of a delay before he smiled as if to say ... er, who are you again? lol
He's also eating a lot more in the way of solids and so taking less and less booby milk ... soon they will be mine again ... mwah ha ha haaaaaaaaaa
Also, and quite by accident this was as I didn't realise how sharp the scissors were until after I had started messing around, I severed an exciting part of Mrs B's panties :P He he he ...
How about now?
Bloody Motherflippin' Blogspot ...
The number of times I've tried to sign in here over the last few weeks is mindboggling. It appears to be working thus far today ... we shall see.
If you can actually see this post, I will be chuffed and will attempt to post something a little less expletive ridden.
Laters
The number of times I've tried to sign in here over the last few weeks is mindboggling. It appears to be working thus far today ... we shall see.
If you can actually see this post, I will be chuffed and will attempt to post something a little less expletive ridden.
Laters
Sunday, March 11, 2007
Monday, March 05, 2007
Thursday, March 01, 2007
Endoscopes ahoy
Ergh ...
That's all I'll say on that score.
Sheesh. Having a cuppa tea now :) mmm ... caffeine!
And Mrs B is making sweet and sour turkey for dinner. Yay, wifey.
That's all I'll say on that score.
Sheesh. Having a cuppa tea now :) mmm ... caffeine!
And Mrs B is making sweet and sour turkey for dinner. Yay, wifey.
Wednesday, February 28, 2007
Shpongle-icious
Mmm ... shpongle ... me so likey :)
Anyways, I've had enough at the mo. Again, I've been up since early in the morning due to pain ... I can't wait till they've looked inside me, I've eradicated the bacteria with antibiotics, and I can go back on the anti-inflammatories. Then, perhaps, I will vacate this painful world in which I currently reside.
I was trying to meditate the other day to help lift myself out for a short while, to alter my perceptions, you know? so that I could handle it all a little better, but it hurts to sit - it hurts to stand - it even hurts to lay down.
Oh well, enough moaning.
Sorry.
In other news, Mrs B is as beautiful as ever. She purchased a top from a charity shop yesterday and it looks amazing on her. It's a creamy colour with little purple flower design on it and the colour suits her so well, as does the cut and the fabric ... mmm ... sexy wifey :)
Also, fluffy was groomed briefly by Khaymen this morning ... aww :)
Anyways, I've had enough at the mo. Again, I've been up since early in the morning due to pain ... I can't wait till they've looked inside me, I've eradicated the bacteria with antibiotics, and I can go back on the anti-inflammatories. Then, perhaps, I will vacate this painful world in which I currently reside.
I was trying to meditate the other day to help lift myself out for a short while, to alter my perceptions, you know? so that I could handle it all a little better, but it hurts to sit - it hurts to stand - it even hurts to lay down.
Oh well, enough moaning.
Sorry.
In other news, Mrs B is as beautiful as ever. She purchased a top from a charity shop yesterday and it looks amazing on her. It's a creamy colour with little purple flower design on it and the colour suits her so well, as does the cut and the fabric ... mmm ... sexy wifey :)
Also, fluffy was groomed briefly by Khaymen this morning ... aww :)
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