cozzie bother

Ten more days and I will be on the Ionian island of Zakynthos, lounging next to the pool and the Mediterranean with my Iliad and looking like a flat-chested, blue-veined herring.

Because it seems that bathing costumes to flatter the mature-figured, bustless woman are not being manufactured. Or if they are, they're not sold in Cambridge. *stomps* I tried on about 50 costumes today, and even the 165-pound one made me look like an ironing board.

I am not impressed.

( I also saw gothic-Orlando on the cover of The Face; move on, move on, nothing to see here beyond some random Bloom-drool )

In other news, am sort of irritable. T'h is having a career-identity crisis, and I am having a starting-to-write-my-book-on-narrative / online-compulsive-disorder / have-I-really-fixed-my-family-probs-vis-a-vis-depression crisis.

Another post because another topic: genfic

Genfic.

Inspired by badgermonkey, I am, once again, pondering ( genfic )

I am also pondering my real-life non-fiction book. There are 507 items in my database of Things I Have Read for this book (books, articles). That is more than my Dompix and Orlipix together! I feel overwhelmed because I can remember perhaps one percent of the content of these items. I am crouched on the living-room floor, surrounded by paper, and am attempting to create some form of order and (haha, I wish!) a chapter plan.

potc in london

Who is going to the POTC premiere in London on Monday?

And what time is it on?

*feeling browbeaten by relentless fangirls urging me to go*

online compulsives unite

Here's an article on online compulsive disorder.

This appears to be the macho version.