Petunia’s Invitation

Today’s no-sleep, full-bladder, empty-stomach adventure into Töölö for injection-of-contrast-material and computer-scanning actually went a lot faster than expected and I got to work only slightly later than usual. Unfortunately that made it sort of pointless for the hospital to give me any sort of half-day sick leave. Bastards.

Oh well.

Got to work, more or less in one piece and feeling okay despite my late write night last night. There was a fuck-up with the Bad Cow e-book but it should be ready sometime today. Just considering what to do next.

I found out that my friend who wrote the Potter fanfic has gone ahead with a second part to what is turning into a really interesting story. I’m out of touch and didn’t get a chance to do any editing on this one but it’s a good read. I’m a bit uncertain as to whether cousin Helen would really have been ignorant of her familial connection to the famous Harry Potter, and some of the cousin’s-cousin stuff is a bit convoluted but I’m just going to assume it all checks out.

Anyway, here’s the link to the next bit. Well worth a read.

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy.
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6 Responses to Petunia’s Invitation

      • Man, you’d think I’d be happy but this is so fucked. It won’t retain my login, I have to enter my password every time. I also have to type in my email below the comment EVERY time. Then, it doesn’t show my comment and looks like it’s not posting. But if I try again I get a “duplicate post detected.” This is in Chrome, my only other option to Explorer, which hasn’t been working at all this week. For anything.

        This fucking sucks.

        But hey, it did post. Even if I couldn’t see it until you replied. What a pain in the ass.

      • stchucky says:

        Damn, what a load. Well, this one worked too!

  1. OK well scratch the not seeing it part, this time I did get that part. But again, right now, I’m about to enter my email below so Gravitar finds me, and then my password on another screen. Fuck me. My life is so hard.

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