My once tidy flat now looks like a student squat again. *weeps*

The local charity shop was closed so All The Things had to be taken out of the van and loaded into my flat so I can return the van to the hire place by 8am tomorrow. In schlepping All The Things up the stairs into my flat I may have completely fucked up (a) my back (b) my knees and (c) almost scalped myself on the door frame. Ow. My bed is currently buried under 10 black bags of duvets, pillows and bedding, there are two huge boxes of crockery and kitchen ware to unpack and sort, plus 6 smaller bags and a piece of furniture I've already bounced off three times (hello bruises). Still it's only 8:30 and I can achieve more organisation tonight.

Tomorrow it's up early, dump the van back, do a bit of shopping and get home to rehang the curtain pole in the living room and then spend the day frantically writing on my inception_bang so I can fire it off to artist and beta with a note to indicate any missing scenes.

In happy making news! Whoever was my Santa wrote me a fab story for the sga_santa. Truth Will Out was everything I could have wished for and more. A fab future SGA fic, with apposite references to Wikileaks, a wonderful Rodney cameo, made up Satedan words (*hearts Santa like woah*), a brilliant Dave Sheppard appearance and smokin' hot John/Ronon. Thank you again Santa - I will treasure this story. *G*

Fortunately also my own submission seems to have been well received (more on that when the reveals go up). I had so much fun writing it and it's good to see it hit the spot for some. *G*

Right. Off to finish unpacking so I can concentrate on writing tomorrow.

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I have just dropped my teapot *sadface* which shattered into many many pieces and left tea leaves all over the floor - on the upside at least it was empty. Now I must don clothes and venture outside into grey and wet South London (yes it is nearly 4pm, shut up) to try and acquire another for I have much delicious tea to be drinking (Pettiagalla Orange Pekoe, Formosa Imperial Dragon and Pu Erh are the ones I intend to sample this evening) and nothing to be making it in. *pout*

Also I want steak for dinner tonight. Perhaps I should rephrase that I WANT stake the way a vamp craves blood. My body is singing a litle tune along the lines of MEEEEEEEEEEEAT I WAAAAAAAANT MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAT. It doesn't happen very often but when it does the best thing to do is get out there and find some.

So off I go to forage for a teapot and a decent piece of ribeye. YUM.

Brought to you by another thrilling Saturday at Casa Ruric. *G*

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