Meanwhile...

Something (fannishly) wonderful happened this weekend.

Well, several good things happened. I had dim sum with alpheratz and we went to see Never Let Me Go, which left me with several haunting images. I visited the Laundrys and was gifted with sustenance of several kinds. I listened in awe as neotoma, twistedchick and ellen_fremedon debated over pho the fine details of post-apocalyptic farm life in Kansas and the friendships between angels and Norse and Aztec gods. I made pumpkin bread and two kinds of soup, and I reconstructed what I'd had and began to fill in more of a serious SGA vid that I hope people will like as much as I do.

(Huh. When I put it that way, all the hours of listlessness in between don't seem so bad.)

The particularly wonderful thing was that, when I perused the festivids list of qualifying canons out of idle curiosity, someone had nominated Roar. You have to understand—I considered nominating sources just to nominate Roar, but I ended up not contributing because my vidding computer was making noises like it wanted to die again. So of course I expected the show wouldn't be on the list. But it was!

So I signed up.

I've never done Yuletide, and honestly I haven't been tempted. [types and deletes long explanation] But festivids seems manageable. Hopefully my computer will hold out long enough and the requests I receive will spark a workable idea. I've never vidded to a prompt before. With luck it will go better for me than surprise-prompt ficathons have gone lately.

I will not think too hard about my dried-up writing abilities, because it's depressing.

I will not.

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Oh, and I took a couple of pictures for you all at a local park. It's like a movie set there at night: a dark, silent, creepy carnival ghost town where neon lights glow CUDDLE UP to no one.