Wow, making icons isn't as easy as I'd thought. I don't have a problem with the design so much as I do with the quality - it always comes out looking kinda blurry. Need to play around some more, maybe look up some tutorials. On the other hand, I've been learning what screen, and hard light, and multiply, and soft light, etc, do, so that's good. It's about time, really - I've used Photoshop for about eight years now, so it's about time I got more proficient.

Fell asleep last night just as some lines / vague ideas for an SG-1 story popped into my fron. Then woke up late, had to rush in for an early meeting, had no time to myself until lunchtime. Jotted down some notes, so it hasn't all vanished. I should be writing more of it down, though, instead of journaling. Eh. I'm letting it mature.

After years of experimentation, I've found that the ideas I come up with just as I fall asleep are actually better if I let them brew for a bit. Unlike tea, which stews. Person in my office should take note. I used to get frustrated by forgetting things by the morning, but I've found they come back if I trace my thought processes.

My secondary school (high school to Americans) is having a reunion this month, for all pupils who ever attended. I think they're trying to boost their credentials. It was a dump when I was there, but they've improved since I left.

Hmm...

Think I won't go, though. I got the invite through Friends Reunited, and was appalled / excited. Then I looked at all the people who were on the list from the years I was there, and realised: I haven't stayed in contact with any of them, and don't miss them. Why on earth would I want to see them again? I doubt I'll have anything more in common with them now than I did at the time.

Wow, I'm a bundle of laughs. Actually, there were one or two people there I liked, to be fair on me, but they're not on Friends Reunited, so won't have received an invite.

edit: Actually, I'm tempted to call up an old friend - the only one from there with whom I have stayed in contact, and who hated it even more than I did - and do a Romy and Michelle. Must remember, though: life is not an American rom-com, and will not play by those rules.