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Seriously, dude. I remain to be convinced that there is any fandom for which 'the characters go to a bar, sing karaoke and get drunk (not necessarily in that order)' plotline really works. Give it up.

Unless, of course, it allows for the possibility of Snape singing Celine Dion songs to Harry, which is another type of wrongness altogether... ;)

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I'm currently revelling in the fact that this upcoming week, I'm only working three days. Yes, Thursday and Friday are all mine! It's unfortunate that I'm going to have to use some of them up on exciting things like getting some new tyres for my car, but hopefully I can also squeeze in a trip to Ikea - of course, I realise that my car is so caked with filth from commuting that I shall probably have to wash it first before I can bear to take it to Kwik Fit!

In other news, things seem to be picking up with Lily, though I was less than impressed on going to the vets yesterday and being charged £10 for the privilege of Suzanna going 'oh, she looks a lot perkier' and listening to her lungs. She wanted to give the Moomin a bronchodilator but then discovered that none of them can be given to critters under 3kg and you'd need three or four of Lily to meet that weight. Still, now I can't hear her breathing from the other side of the room, I'm feeling distinctly less paranoid about her...

And thirdly, whatever I might say about NaNoWriMo, the method of actually getting stuff written really seems to work (and I'm going to have to pick it up again). As opposed to my current buggering-about-and-procrastinating method. At least I got the lengthy gen fic done, though I need to get my arse in gear if I want to get something into the final (hopefully just for now!) edition of 'Relative Secrecy'.