Wish they hadn't used the crappy movie picture...

You scored as Frankenstein's Monster. You are Victor Frankenstein's hideous creation in Mary Shelley's classic novel. A grotesque conglomeration of disembodied organs, you ravage the countryside in search of your maker. Although you have a gentle and curious soul, civilization refuses to accept you as one of their own, driving you to acts of bestial wrath. Yours is a life of loneliness and devastated optimism. </td> Frankenstein's Monster 71% Count Dracula 58% The Headless Horseman 54% Dorian Gray 42% The Invisible Man 38% Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde 33% What's Your 19th Century Horror Character? created with QuizFarm.com

Great. Autodidactic, bitter and hideously deformed. Sounds about right, I suppose. ^_^

Forward Planning

So far, so good. Today hasn't been quite as stupid and stressful as yesterday. Although there was some stupid; Chantal rang me up and mentioned a patient that Dr Propper had insisted needed to be booked into an appointment for Monday (yeah, another one). When I told her that the patient was on the ward and his notes were coming with him so she didn't need to worry about tracking them down, she said she'd called the ward sister and the ward sister didn't want him to come in. However, when I spoke to the (or at least a) ward sister just yesterday, she was insisting that the patient had to come in. I'm letting Chantal sort it out. I only know what they tell me.

Counting the minutes until I can go for lunch. For some reason, I am absolutely starving. It's going to be early lunch today, I think. Sometimes I wait until 1 pm because when I come back I only have about three hours of work left before I go home. Other times (most times, actually) I leave for lunch at 12:30 and make my day a completely even split. But on some days, my philosophy of sleeping in rather than eating breakfast takes its toll and I have to voom for lunch at midday. Today is one of those days.

I have no plans for this Saturday (next Saturday, a different matter, but that'll be decided over endless LJ commentary with nadriel, so not really worth worrying about yet). Not entirely sure what I should do with the day. I swear, if I do any further Mage chronicle planning in the near future, I will go bugfuck. I've already got enough detail work to carry them through for the next two or three sessions and enough vagueries to keep them going for months on end; I think I've earned a break. I'm happy to just kick back and read character thought on the matter.

So what next? Probably actual writing, if my wrists are up to it. Still can't decide whether to pick up the dead people on the Underground short story, the swashbucklers from the NaNoWriMo fiasco, the undead thing, Buffy on Crack or the stupid fic. Argh. Too much stuff!

More Much-Needed Laughter

On top of weaselbitch's Convivium diary and an update of kuo_li, I've had one more bit of amusement since day of suckage yesterday.

One of the registrars (the good registrar, not the bad registrar) came in a few minutes ago to see how I was getting on. She showed me a letter she had just received -- apart from misspelling her first name, it was addressed perfectly.

There was a stamp on the envelope: "MISSENT TO THAILAND".

...Thailand? How do you get Thailand out of London or UK? I love the post office.

An hour and a half and I can go home! Woohoo!

Mood-lift

My own personal copy of Freak Legion arrived today. Now I can return dodgyhoodoo's copy. So now he and weaselbitch can leaf through it and try to think of just what sorts of horrors I might create for them to face. Muahaha.

Something I found out on Wednesday was that one of the clues I dropped in all that documentation that went to Lucius wasn't too subtle at all. At least as players, they know who they're up against. Whee! Evil is so much fun!