Dreamwidth again

Various people on my FL seem to be logging in with openID over on Dreamwidth, or picking up accounts. (I'm at juliet over there.)

NB: anyone who's set up an OpenID over there & validated an email address for it by the 30th will get an invite code automatically at open beta (possibly these will be dished out over a couple of days to spread the load a bit). OpenID is where you log in using your LJ username & site identity, basically, and LJ does the work of confirming that you are who you say you are.

The crossposter is now available over there (hurrah! for I am lazy), although still not 100% functional, so I'll likely be crossposting most things now. If anyone who's on both wants to take me off their FL on one or 'tother to avoid seeing posts twice, obv feel free[0].

I should do some work. Yes.

[0] Well, feel free anyway. I am not given to pram-toy-throwing on the subject of friending/access/subscription/whatever it's called wherever you happen to be. On which point: I'm still not reading all of my FL over here on a remotely regular basis, because ENOTIME. There's currently no reading-page filtering on DW, so I may end up removing subscriptions over there at some point, at least temporarily, if keeping up starts being hassle. The joyous thing is that I can now do this without also removing access to *my* locked posts; not that I make very many. Hurrah.

Things of various hues

+ Massage this morning; that damn bruise from the Cambodia bike accident really is very nearly gone now.
- I ache like hell now from it! (OK, this is still a + in the long run, indicating as it does that something actually useful occurred.)
+ interesting chat with various interesting people both during & after the poly discussion group this evening.
- 4 months is really only just enough (with one or two happy exceptions) to start to get to know people, & now I am *leaving* again.
+ turns out that cycling back up the hill from Redfern isn't as bad as I'd feared, if you have "Dance Before The Storm" playing v loudly on the iPod.
- singing along to "Dance Before The Storm" at top volume whilst going up the hill from Redfern at speed led to the brief but sincere belief that I was about to lose a lung. (Not that this stopped me from attempting to sing.[0])
+ I am going to Queensland on Sunday, to camp on a coral island! Like in the book by R M Ballantyne except with less in the shipwreck line, I sincerely hope!
- OMGNOTIMELEFTNOTIMELEFT.
+ Someone said something I found offensive, and I called them on it (politely & in a way I was happy with), and they agreed & apologised, and it was all v productive. Maybe I am finally turning into an emotionally competent grownup.
- Someone said something much more personally offensive on Monday night, and I didn't call them on it (because I was caught massively off-guard & didn't really register how out of line they were until later), and I'm still cross about it. Grumble.
+ I did lots of useful work (OK, some useful work) today despite
- being very much not remotely in the mood to do work.
+ I can has medical certificate[1]
+ it has just started raining v hard and I am not out in the bike in it!
+ drama class performance thing was on Monday & it went v well. In particular I was pleased with my bit. Am contemplating investigating similar stuff when I return to London.

So that is a WIN for the +s, good.

[0] Curiously, I do actually climb better whilst singing, despite theoretically using up valuable oxygen. I assume this is because a) encourages me to breathe better anyway, & b) really my problem with hills isn't the legs, it's the inclination, and I try harder when I'm singing to something cheering.
[1] The freighter-people want confirmation that I'm hale & hearty, owing as how there's no medical staff on board. I wonder what happens if you break your leg in the middle of the ocean? I guess they have a first aid kit and a first aid trained person, but do they have to airlift you off or something to get it set? NB I do not intend to break my leg, or indeed any other part of my anatomy.