No!

Posted yuletide story last night, just before the server crash... and it uploaded ok, but it didn't 'take' in the db - so my poor recipient's request is still showing up in the Yuletide Treats box. Poo. It's ok, recipient, I didn't abandon you!!!

It'll all be fine, of course, I woke to an email from elyn (who must be surviving on caffeine pills by this point) asking for the story details/summary so she could fix it, so it'll all be fixed today anyway. And I'm not listed as a defaulter or anything. BUT. It was a bit of a shock to see the request there, and go, "oh, I could write that one!", followed swiftly by, "wait a minute - I did write that one!"

Anyway, I'm back to making a long list of the stocking stuffers I want to write. Could not sleep last night, may have hacked up a lung. OTOH, got to bed at 1.30am, tossed and turned until 3am, and woke up on my own, no alarm or anything, at 9am. So I'm up and about, albeit shakily, which is new and exciting for a Sunday. Maybe I have time to dash off 1,000 words this morning? *contemplates*

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I had a nap in the middle of the afternoon that seemed to help. Then I was awake for four hours, and all the benefits of the nap went away. So all I need to do to survive work tomorrow is sleep for two hours after working for four. That's manageable, right? *contemplates the couch in boss's office* Anyway, it's vaguely reassuring to know that I'm continuing the time-honoured tradition of being ill over Xmas. My parents must look forward to making me gallons of soup every year.

I can't even beg off work tomorrow, even though I feel wretched and will likely feel worse in the morning. The guy I have a meeting with travelled in from bullet-ridden places and spent 24 hours travelling, whereas I only have to survive 45 minutes on the Northern line. It somehow seems churlish to cancel.

In other news, I have secured my pinch-hit, yay! Also written down my list of Yuletide Treats I'll be thinking of writing. Not entirely sure how much I'll get done as I'm working until 4pm Xmas eve, but luckily with the coughing-up-a-lung/fever/cramps/dizziness also comes insomnia, so I guess it'll be a toss-up. I wrote 3 stories last year and the year before, and I want to do at least as many this year.

Anyone fancy an uber-fast beta for me? It's likely that about half my flist will be familiar with the fandom, so those are pretty good odds, I think. If not, I shall partake of #yuletide tomorrow/Tues eve.

*stares at bed* Is there any way I can make myself fall asleep before I start coughing and never stop?

RIP Majel Barrett Roddenberry

I just saw that Majel Barrett Roddenberry passed away on Dec 18. She was a real Star Trek icon: as well as playing Number One in the pilot (the female first officer that so scandalised the studio at the time), she was Nurse Chapel in the original series (after a clever Sydney Bristow disguise: she dyed her hair), Lwaxana Troi in TNG and DSN, and the voice of the Federation ships.

This breaks my heart. Rest in peace, Majel. You will be missed.