Welcome to my perfumed garden

::sigh:: Your fandom phases and mine seem scarily in synch. I'm utterly fed up with it all at the moment - all the moaning minnies and egotistical nutcases have pissed me off beyond hope of redemption. My flist, at least, is a haven from all of that, but I doubt I'll venture much outside these walls again in the future. I don't even feel like writing right now, and my Jim and Blair love, which I thought would be everlasting... ::sigh::. I've not lost it, but it's not the huge, all-consuming passon it was.

I'm hesitating to close myself off completely right now, though. I'll wait until the big nasty is behind me before I make any actual decisions about where I stand with regard to fandom, because my apathy/antipathy could be a symptom of my wider non-fandom issues, and I don't want to close doors I may want to reopen at some point when it's all over. I'll just see how it goes a few weeks from now.

Having a bad day today, and taking a sickie from work, hence the fact I am a moaning minnie too :-(. However, I have treacle pudding and custard on the horizon, and (once the kiddies are in bed) my new boxed set of Torchwood, which I am growing to love (though I know you're not that into it, Cap'n Jack is my current cure for all ills ;-))

In other news, ::hugs:: Hi love! ♥