Life's little ironies

[nineveh_uk]

The downside of realising that the minimum two hours of parking for the dentist* allows one to dash to Waitrose for a treat is that even a positive dental appointment makes one look askance at going wild on cake immediately afterwards. I did buy discounted venison mince.

He Who Drowned the World is not so much living rent-free in my head as has invaded and set up a camp for an entire Mongol horde. I had to ask the receptionist for paper so I could jot down a bit of fic. Though I know my limits: I am not writing the modern AU/thousand years later game show/reality tv version.

* There is a direct bus. Parking in a commercial car park was still £1 cheaper and took less tine, even with Waitrose.

Comments

[azdak]

I probably shouldn’t say this but a reality TV AU of He Who Drowned the world sounds awesome.
I hope the venison mince lived up to expectations, although obviously it was a poor substitute for cake.

[nineveh_uk]

If I were the sort of writer who could churn out 70k modern AUs I would definitely write it.

The venison mince is in the freezer, though it should be nice when I get there, even if it wasn't sugar-encrusted cake.

[caulkhead]

Exactly what I was thinking

[nineveh_uk]

I will never write it, but may have to write the outline for fun.

The venison is at least fated to end up in something substantial, and now I have chocolate cheesecake.