I don’t even…

…what? what’s happening? HOW is it happening?

Looking at the election results, the polls… everything makes no sense. It makes no sense, people! On any level!

…I think I’m going to have to go to bed and hope that this was all some sort of hallucination.

Why we care that Terry Pratchett has died (10 reasons)

Sir Terry Pratchett has, as you know, died. The general reaction to this has been one of unalloyed and exceptionless dismay, tempered only by the comfort of knowing how close the nature of his death was to his stated hopes, and by the reassurance of the author’s many wise and uplifting sayings about death over the years. It feels almost rude to grieve too passionately over the death of a man who chose the Latin translation of “Don’t fear the reaper” as his heraldic motto.

So people have taken no doubt some comfort from knowing that Pterry (as his fans have long called him) died well – and, indeed, so far as the public can judge, lived well. But there has still been great distress, or at least a very deep grief, at his passing.


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So, finished writing a short story!

What it’s about, I’ve no idea. And I think I already dislike it (which at least saves time).

But I’m pretty sure I’ve come to the end of it… which makes a nice change from my usual ‘start, get bored, wander off’ approach to writing.

The internet can be a depressing place

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*looks at last post, coughs*

My university offers JSTOR access to alumni! FUCK YEAH!


*looks at clock*

So, depths of tearful never-speak-to-anybody-ever-again might-have-thought-about-minor-self-harm-if-it-didn’t-feel-so-narcissistic-and-attention-seeking, to being really kind of jolly, in… slightly under 50 minutes. The glass of mead helped.

Hooray for having the emotional stability of a cobweb trampoline in tornado weather!

[Don’t worry, I’m not bipolar. If I did this on a regular basis I’d get worried, but instead it’s just that I when I get upset by some external trigger (and there are only a couple of them), I can get very upset indeed, but then bounce back weirdly quickly.]


So, back to the singing…

They’re warning us! They’re warning us!
One gas mask between the four of us!

Thanks be to God that three of us can run,
So one of us can use it all alone.

Sometimes I think I understand what it must be like to be depressed.

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The weather…

It’s almost embarrassing how happy I am right now, for no good reason, and without any adequate excuse. It is pouring rain, flooding with rain, and earlier I was outside and soaked through and tired and hungry and cold. And now I am inside, in clean, dry, clothes, and it’s warm, and I’m not hungry anymore, and as a result I am completely happy.

Sometimes life can be extremely straightforward.

Actually finished something…

Yay! I finished writing a short story!
This is yay-worthy because a) I haven’t been really writing for a while, and b) even when I was writing regularly, I was always terrible at actually finishing anything.

Unfortunately, not only is it a story that isn’t that great in many ways, it’s a story that’s intentionally ‘bad’ in some ways, so if anything writing it will have made my writing skills worse, not better, and helped inculcate bad habits. On the other hand, it’s a story I’ve wanted to write (and have written many uncompleted versions of) for years now, so I’m pretty pleased about it. [Not to say I won’t write more versions of it in the future, of course, but this one will do for now, I think]

Yay! Oh, wait…

The government are scrapping those nasty green taxes on electricity! This will prevent increases in electricity prices!

Well, I mean, not exactly, because all six companies have said they’re increasing their prices. But by less than they were going to! They have to still increase their prices, obviously, due to increases in wholesale costs.

Which, yes, technically have actually fallen compared to five years ago, even while energy prices for the consumer have risen sharply. But green taxes!

Which are less than 10% of the average bill. For instance, subsidising smart energy meters costs the average person £3, out of a £1,267 bill.

But don’t worry! The government’s action is sure to slash energy prices in the long run. Eliminating subsidies for pensioners and the poor to insulate their houses, for everyone to have more accurate meter readings, and to encourage energy firms to invest in renewable energy is exactly what the country needs. Clearly, less energy-efficient housing combined with more reliance on (imported) fossil fuels with volatile (and in the long run bound-to-rise-steeply) prices is EXACTLY the best way to reduce energy bills.

[Yet again, the government gives money to daily mail readers by taking it away from poor households who, we’re told, shouldn’t have decided to be poor in the first place]

Rather than, you know, doing anything about the transparent cartelling behaviour in the six-company oligopoly that is able to set prices at any level it chooses. Which should be an offence to the nose even of hard-right free-marketeers, let alone anybody in the centre or on the left. When exactly did the defence of competition turn into a defence of exactly the sort of pseuomonopolistic market manipulation that the classical economists the right worships at the alter of were so intent on repudiating?

Incidentally, moving on from that last post…

…I’ve given in to my annoyingly completist instincts and am re-watching the sixth season of Buffy.

It’s actually nowhere near as godawfully terrible as I remember it being.

However, Wrecked is still the worst episode of TV that I’ve seen in my life this year ever this year.