burntcopper | Squeeeeeeeeeeee

Saw Master and Commander. Oh my god. Absolutely mesmerised. Fantastic, wonderful, funny, heart-wrenching, detailed and omg squeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! Bah.

afrai, or possibly

daegaer (can't remember which it was) was right. Jack and Steven are... just not slashy. Not, say on the extent of un-slashiness that Sharpe and Harper are, but so obviously best friends who love each other dearly and probably wouldn't even think about sex. One day it could possibly happen. You could see it happen, argue a case for it, but... god, it was so sweet when Jack took Stephen to the Galapagos just to see him smile, but it wasn't a slashy moment. It was a best friends moment.

In other news, booked ROTK ticket for Friday, my Great-Aunt Jen has died (88, oldest of the clan, been not quite there for the last couple of years and thus in a home). Everyone's got to the stage of making jokes about it. Seriously. A friend of ours called Sheila has made the comment of 'I'm glad I'm not related to you lot, or I'd be next.' Dad is pondering if this is what the plague felt like, in that yes, you're upset, but one more death on top of everything else just skates right over you.

Two cancer scares, five relatives dead (one I hadn't known about - great-cousin or something), one actual cancer (having treatment), one person going manic (apparently a bad reaction to some drugs), one looking like he'll be going any time soon (ill for years, just starting to tip over the edge) - we're wondering if anyone's going to survive past christmas.

Oh, and today there was an article in The Times about NaNoWriMo. The author was a paid-up novelist who only managed 19,000 words by Thanksgiving and then gave up. Quitter! I had about two weeks less than everyone else in which to write it and I finished a day earlier that I was supposed to!