So I had a fire. I get evicted, because the landlord wants to renew the flat and cannot do it with me in it. I am having serious trouble, due to my rather precarious employment status, in finding anywhere to stay in London. But at least my grotesquely long suspension from FA is finished. So I send them a short story - Amethyst Phoenix' birthday fic Why? - and the third chapter of my Schnoogle fic The Quest for Cleo Malfoy. The chapter gets sent back for supposed grammatical issues that neither I nor my talented beta (take a bow,
kikei) can see. We do our best to revise the damn thing. (Meanwhile Why? seems to have completely vanished, even though I have their automatic reception note for it.) I send it this morning. Have you ever had the feeling that someone really, really does not like you? FA is apparently having some sort of crisis, and most pages, including the submissions page, are not accessible.
And people wonder I get fat. Given the amount of frustration I have suffered, the wonder is that I should not get fatter.
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And people wonder I get fat. Given the amount of frustration I have suffered, the wonder is that I should not get fatter.