On Spiders, Dreamwidth and Olives...

Dear mini-spiders in my bedroom!

In principle, I don't mind your presence because you're relatively tiny, as long as you stay out of my way. However, dangling from the ceiling on a bit of webbing, right above my face when I'm lying in bed? Not on! Neither is running round the lightbulb above my stomach. Sorry, I hope the trip through the toilet wasn't *too* wet. Agh! I didn't quite need the mental image of you happily dropping on my face when I'm asleep!

That said, I spent today sorting out my dragons and updating my Dreamwidth reading list (as some of you might have noticed, *g*). Including a few names I've seen attached to fic I loved and hadn't worked up the nerve to friend on LJ :). Am feeling like some weird stalker now. That said, is it just me who'd feel bad about subscribing to someone's journal without giving them access? Don't think I've figured out Dreamwidth entirely yet...

Had pizza for dinner, yum! But walked 45 minutes to get it, so it's not too bad ;). Realised I've developed the strangest affection for olives - which I hated until about a year ago, and suddenly am in love with. Weird, because my taste hasn't otherwise changed since my late teens...

And, um, if someone should still feel inclined to volunteer betaing for ownficfest writers (or to mention it to others who might?), they could (purely hypothetically, of course!) do it here :).