Randomness. Also, probably loads of typos due to this dalmn keyboard.

Apparently the way to get my brothers to do something is to start doing it myself and show them up in front of their friends. Sigh. (I am Melle, contstructor of things, attacher of fridge handles, disassembler of Large Unwieldy Desks! (Melle SMISH!) FEAR MEEEE!)

Other things going on in my life: knitting wristwarmers and OMG SOCKZ, poking at the Wingfic and the bunny for the bandom AU ... thing that's rattling around in my brain, as well as the magical knitting novel. Which is a novel about magical knitting, not a magical novel wot knits, cool though that would be.

I've also been keeping up with my blogroll, and, um. Is there a brain-stealing pickpocket (pickskull?) on the loose in the Republican party or something? "Community organiser" is a bad thing now? The hell? (Yes, I know it's dog whistle-ese for "uppity negro rabble-rouser", but still. They had to have known that was gonna get mocked all to hell and back.)

Well, isn't *that* peachy.

Okay, seriously, universe, this has ceased to be amusing. First my USB stick eats the two folders I use on a regular basis (the one with my quotes and to to files, and the one with ALL MY WRITING) and now it pretends to be COMPLETELY EMPTY altogether? FUCK YOU AND ALL YOUR OFFSPRING! As if I was't annoyed enough at having to re-adjust to a Belgian keyboard, dammit.

And of course it pulls this shit after I've smished the desk and table that needed smishing so now I have nothing to take out my annoyance on, dammt.)