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Aug. 26th, 2007 03:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eponymous_roseAha! I have returned!
We drove for nearly eleven hours yesterday (blame that on our - obviously unreasonable - assumption that a large city wouldn't have every single hotel booked by 4PM), and the hotel we did manage to find some two hours later suffered from Loud Pipes Rattling Syndrome. Leetle zonked as a result, but what else is new?
No, really, what else is new?
I puttered away at my ficathon entry, and it's really not being nice to me at all - there are about five lines I actually like in the whole mess, and I had to cut them from the first draft because the plot made no sense at all. Grr. I think my problem lies in trying to incorporate four incarnations of the Doctor without having it be a multi-Doctor fic. *brain done asplode*
Latest chapter of WF's coming along, though, as is the (substantial) edit of chapter three, which made me so happy I spontaneously bannered. Because it's what all the cool kids are doing these days:
I was all "hey, I need a picture of Rose, the Doctor, the TARDIS and possibly snow". Thank you, Tragical History Tour!
Oh, and on the way home we passed a certain small town where they were shooting one of my favourite TV shows, which made me squee unabashedly.
CORNER GAS! (I suspect... one of you may have heard of this show. Hush, it's getting picked up in the States. Plus, two PMs have appeared in guest starring roles! It wins at life, basically.)
Okay, tiny faraway picture, but we were intimidated by the total lack of security guards on the set. You could walk right up to it. While they were filming. Eek!
FOO MART! This was the first thing we saw. It's actually an Orthopedics place, and they have an angry sign on the door insisting that they're not a grocery store. Heehee.
The bar/inn! Right there! Ooh.
And the Dog River Police Station, where Karen and Davis live! *beams*
We suspect we also saw the Surveillance Bush, but were too intimidated by the angry drivers on the highway to pull over and take pictures. Meek tourists, that's us!
Okay, so I got way too excited about that. But when you've been driving across Saskatchewan, you can use some UNEXPECTED AWESOME.
I'll start replying to stuff/e-mailing stuff/posting requests for stuff(?) tomorrow, I think. Today/tonight, I'm gonna settle in with some audios and reeelax.
Besides, it's raining too hard for me to paint that fence. Heehee!
We drove for nearly eleven hours yesterday (blame that on our - obviously unreasonable - assumption that a large city wouldn't have every single hotel booked by 4PM), and the hotel we did manage to find some two hours later suffered from Loud Pipes Rattling Syndrome. Leetle zonked as a result, but what else is new?
No, really, what else is new?
I puttered away at my ficathon entry, and it's really not being nice to me at all - there are about five lines I actually like in the whole mess, and I had to cut them from the first draft because the plot made no sense at all. Grr. I think my problem lies in trying to incorporate four incarnations of the Doctor without having it be a multi-Doctor fic. *brain done asplode*
Latest chapter of WF's coming along, though, as is the (substantial) edit of chapter three, which made me so happy I spontaneously bannered. Because it's what all the cool kids are doing these days:
I was all "hey, I need a picture of Rose, the Doctor, the TARDIS and possibly snow". Thank you, Tragical History Tour!
Oh, and on the way home we passed a certain small town where they were shooting one of my favourite TV shows, which made me squee unabashedly.
CORNER GAS! (I suspect... one of you may have heard of this show. Hush, it's getting picked up in the States. Plus, two PMs have appeared in guest starring roles! It wins at life, basically.)
Okay, tiny faraway picture, but we were intimidated by the total lack of security guards on the set. You could walk right up to it. While they were filming. Eek!
FOO MART! This was the first thing we saw. It's actually an Orthopedics place, and they have an angry sign on the door insisting that they're not a grocery store. Heehee.
The bar/inn! Right there! Ooh.
And the Dog River Police Station, where Karen and Davis live! *beams*
We suspect we also saw the Surveillance Bush, but were too intimidated by the angry drivers on the highway to pull over and take pictures. Meek tourists, that's us!
Okay, so I got way too excited about that. But when you've been driving across Saskatchewan, you can use some UNEXPECTED AWESOME.
I'll start replying to stuff/e-mailing stuff/posting requests for stuff(?) tomorrow, I think. Today/tonight, I'm gonna settle in with some audios and reeelax.
