theljstaff, posting in news @ 07:10 am: Basic Accounts and X-Men
Account Structure Update
Back by popular demand, Basic Accounts will be available to all users again by the end of the (northern hemisphere) summer. More information on the decision-making process and proposals relating to the future of Basic Accounts are in lj_2008.

New Themes
Two attractive and all-new Flexible Squares themes, "Circular" and "Circular Brown" are now available.


L to R: Circular and Brown

New V-Gifts
Give someone you care about the gift of enticement. With the new Chocolate Ice Cream, Vanilla Ice Cream, Tea, Coffee, Curry and Sushi v-gifts, all the significant people in your life will be able to share in the longing for the tasty edibles below. Plus, it reminds loved ones you think they're really sweet, really savory or just plain satisfying.


L to R: Chocolate Ice Cream, Vanilla Ice Cream, Tea, Coffee, Curry and Sushi

Ж-Men...but not the ones you might expect!
This week LJ Russia launched Ж-Men, a new comedy series about superheroes, inspired by the LJ communities dedicated to superheros, comics and cartoons. The title's "Ж" comes from ЖЖ, the nickname for LiveJournal in Russia.

Ж-Men's script is written by a group of LJ enthusiasts who also happen to be television professionals. Who knew? Following the premiere, five more episodes will be broadcast over the next two weeks. We hope you find the series fresh and enjoyable.

This is, of course, an experiment for LiveJournal. As always, we'd love to hear what you think!

novicejeweller @ 01:19 am: Wearing...
My week that is.

As my sister pointed out earlier, one is only a hypochondriac if there's nothing wrong with you. In much the same way as you're not paranoid if people ARE actually out to getcha.

So... on the advice of my GP I spent several hours sitting around in a depressing and souless A&E dept yesterday afternoon. The result... we aren't really sure if your fingers are broken, we'll ring you and let you know if they are. Keep em elevated and don't use them for a couple of days.

And if they are broken... don't use them and keep them elevated for a couple of days

And if they develop an infection... you are cordially invited to come back and waste another four hours of your limited lifespan sitting around in our souless and depressing A&E department. I'm sure my GP could handle an infection though.

So... I'm now a jeweller with arthritic fingers, two of which are broken and useless. On my RIGHT hand. Bummer. I'm like alcohol free beer, impotent and flaccid, failing to accomplish my primary purpose in life which appears to be to piss about being vaguely arty with zero talent and no staying power. I'm sure I have a streak of ingenuity and originality of thought bordering on brilliance. Its a shame I never managed to come up with an outlet for it. Ho hum.

I don't get alcohol-free beer. Not only does it taste shite (y'know, being beer) but you can't even get pissed on it. I've never tested but I bet I'm still allergic even without the alcohol (I'm very allergic to actual lager. Somewhat amusingly in that I'm pissed after half a pint (I can drink all night on other stuff... its definitely a reaction to beer!).

Maybe my true calling was to produce a tribe of sons for a viking raider, a task for which I appear to be admirably physically suited. Given the err... tribe of sons. And I suppose with a bit of imagination, Geoff could be seen as a descendant of Viking raiders. Geoff the Physicist, son of Ulric the Destroyer. Or something... Sadly my mental capabilities do not appear to mesh very well with my physical capabilities. Speaking of viking raider husbands, you get VERY funny looks if you go into a hospital and say 'I tripped and fell' to explain your sausage-esque broken fingers. It appears to be code-phrasology for 'my git of a husband beats me and slams doors on my hands'. I spent quite some time saying 'no, honestly, I'm just REALLY fricking clumsy'.

Still, illegitimi non carborundum and all that. I'm sure I can find something with which to occupy myself for the next couple of days that doesn't involve the use of my right hand. Errr... dunno what though. Thinking isn't generally too sensible a passtime for me. I'm incapable of sitting on my arse watching daytime TV. Or much of any TV. Realistically I'm likely to largely ignore hospital advice and carry on as much as I can. I can't bend the dead fingers but I can type and use a mouse which means I can basically work as normal. As long as I don't try using jewellery pliers which, as I discovered yesterday, fucking HURTS.

I'm very bored. Is it showing?

ETA: I got more bored. This community might be decent once the suddent spotlit-influx of erm... *can't think of a Polite* slows a bit - its a daily writing prompt (so good for those of us who like to write but never ever get round to doing it without a kick up the arse).

Tags: brokeness, rambling

novicejeweller @ 12:48 pm: Self important twats
teachers that is. Now I've never got on with the vast majority of teachers, whether my own back in ye olde days, or those of my kids. They tend to rub me up the wrong way and be lovers or order and rules. I on the other hand am... chaotic at best and my priorities in life tend not to have 'be a sheep' right at the top of the most important stuff to do list.

Yet again, a teacher has managed to demonstrate that admirably enduring skill of being a self important twat. Mainly for my amusement, here is the note I sent in with jay this morning, sarky git teacher's response, and my response to him....



Tags: stupid teachers

novicejeweller @ 07:00 pm: Ouch!
Turns out there is something worse than being a jeweller with arthritis who spends large amounts of her time putting itty-bitty-componants into itty-bitty-bags.

Its doing it having slammed your two MOST arthritic finger joints into concrete paving with the full force of your not inconsiderable weight behind it.

Damn I hurt. I'm assuming that I haven't actually fractured anything in that I can move the joints in question but my fingers are fucking swollen, bruised, painful and skinned.

My legs ain't pretty either. But I don't need my legs as much...

(for interested parties, I somewhat clumsily tripped in the garden and went crashing down amidst my plantpots)

The weekend was... largely blurry actually although I'm certain that the weekend did in fact occur. I don't remember much other than going out last night with nuclear_powered and thoughtfulwolf for a celebratory 1-week-sans-fags meal (on Jan which was very much appreciated!)

It used to be the case that barely-there, hazy recollections meant the weekend had involved lots of fun, alcohol and sex.

Now it just means I'm old and stressed...

Tags: brokeness

nuclear_powered @ 06:09 pm: Blame novicejeweller...

Your result for The Attachment Style Test...

The Cuddleslut

40% Anxiety Over Abandonment and 27% Avoidance Of Intimacy

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