I'm back in London and going on a diet. The fun I shall have.

I've been in Kent for the past fortnight. With my parents. And their borked computer. Which is why I haven't been writing stupid Livejournal posts lately.

They've been driving me nuts on a regular basis by interrupting me when I was just getting interested in my fic and, in my mother's case, insisting I watch rather more TV in a fortnight than I will do for the next month, and I've been feeling really quiter pleased about the thought of getting back here and getting my own space, but I spent most of the car journey here intermittently bursting into tears. For some reason, I didn't want to leave.

Oy. I'm worried. 24 years old and crying because I don't want to leave my father. I wasn't such a wet blanket when I was seven.

I've had a good time, though. We've had some wonderfully lousy weather (rain = win) and I've done a lot of reading. My family always has a lot of books knocking about the place and I read a small selection of them. Books are distracting, though. I lost a lot of time just through lying round reading.

There was also Look Around You to watch with my brother. It is FUCKING HILARIOUS. Perhaps slightly more so if you happen to be a British adult of over twenty, but I'm assured it's plenty funny even if you never suffered from British television for schools and colleges as a young'un. There's eight of these shows, and I found them quite painfully funny. To the extent that I had to stop watch8ing after a while because my ribs hurt.

Anyway, they're only about 10 minutes long. Highly reccomended.

... and I want to start playing World of Warcraft and I don't have a PC that could take it. Cry.

I've also done a fair amount of writing - I'm trying to write too much at once, again: I'm about to write a lame Sue kissing scene for Roses in Rain; I've typed up about a chapter and a half of Abkurzen, but I need to hit Chapter Three before I can start posting; Seuche is coming slowly but inexorably along; and I'm seven pages in to a decidedly weird, angsty piece involving Youji, Ken and a somewhat distressing ciommunication problem entitled Fall Out after getting bunnied while posting to fanficrants.

And then there was my parents' new kitten. He's about nine weeks old and is a small ambulant bundle of ADORABLE. My father says he's going to take pictures. I hope he does as I'm desperate to get him on Kittenwar while he's still young and adorable enough to own massively.

I managed to startle my parents by expressing a desire to spend yesterday visiting gardens. I'm getting old.

Anyway, I should probably go unpack. I need to take a nap and spork a fic.

... watched Verbrechen/Strafe again last night and I had to bite back the inevitable squeals of joy snd running commentary, it being one in the frackin' morning. The THOUSAND TONS OF SLASHY SUBTEXT was, as ever, joy and the angst was delicious. Totally love Ken, but it's really weird that almost all his character development has nothing whatsoever to do with anything that happens in Weiss Kreuz Kapitel, that bit with Kase and the Farfarello episode aside. DRAMA CDS FTW, but when the hell did it happen? No wonder half the fandom can't write Ken for shit - they don't know anything about him.

Now, does anyone know where I can get Weiss Kreuz screencaps?