What's Next? A Rain of Frogs?

[dr_pretentious]

No, I really shouldn't tempt fate with a title like that.

But, but, but! Fate's been egging me on. Fate started it! It wasn't bad enough that Dan and Gareth and I all caught the Chest Cold That Ate Pittsburgh. Last night, my computer's hard drive succumbed utterly to a head crash, and the Very Reputable Repair Guy has a three day queue of jobs ahead of mine. I had all my important files backed up, but Dan's computer doesn't feel like talking to my flash drive, so it'll be all cloud computing and longhand rough drafts until I get my Mac back from the shop.

As Virginia Woolf famously observed, a woman writer needs 500 euros a year and a computer of one's own...no, that's not right...a woman writer will gain 500 pounds a year if she sits her butt in her writing chair all day in a room of one's own...how did it go? Anyhow, I'm pretty sure Virginia Woolf would have shaken her head with dismay at seeing a fellow writer in my predicament, going through handkerchiefs at a frightful rate and having to borrow her husband's computer in the wee hours of the morning, when her first book is, at least in theory, coming out in two weeks.

Comments

[sabrinamari.livejournal.com]

laughing and laughing...my dear, I love these posts!

And I wish a speedy recovery for both you and your computer.

Sending hugs your way...

[radiotelescope.livejournal.com]

I'm *still* coughing from that cold.

(My hard drives, however, seem to be fine.)

[radiotelescope.livejournal.com]

Which, that is, I caught five weeks ago in Pittburgh. Maybe that's not the one you have.

[(Anonymous)]

It's the one I have. My first symptom was laryngitis. I sounded uncannily like poor JL did while he was taking his turn as Master of Ceremonies. AM told us it typically took four weeks to play out, so I have some hope we'll be recovered before our annual Solstice festival. We're a little past the two-week mark now.

[violet-moon25.livejournal.com]

Sorry about the cold and the computer--both are serious aggrivations. It was a really bad cold season this year. I had a really nasty one in the midwinter that lasted over a month. Hopefully it will be better for you all in decent weather. At least it is much less likely that Gareth will get hold of the vicks vapo rub and attack the bedding with it (the smell washes out easier than the grease stains).

Welcome to my D&D campaign

[leapfaith.livejournal.com]

Rains of frogs... lice... blood,... sand,... fire,...

And now diseases, too. I am happily over that cold, and getting over my self-inflicted knee-capping... ;-)

My players don't even hate me, because they just managed to find and smash a lich's phylactery. Triumph smoothes much... even forgetting to grab treasure as they ran from the collapsing tomb!

Hope your roles get more pleasant, and less pointedly experience-full.