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I s'pose it depends on the situation itself, and whether or not he's come to terms with the fact that she's dead. If he hasn't, then it would be, yes.

Only mebbeh?

Crumbs, I've not used Finale for years. It had a fantastic MIDI sound library, IIRC.

You'd probably like http://fawm.org/ Takes place every February. Great way to get the creative juices flowing.

So, does anyone else here (aside from me) write music for entertainment as well as stories? Just wondering, as the muse I mentioned the other day decided to hand me this track on a plate this evening. So, yeah. Post something, if you have got anything. I'm interested to hear what some of the authors here write to go alongside their stories.

The word you're after is pâtissier (pâtissière for a woman), although 'pastry chef' is perfectly acceptable. I'd just go with 'pastry chef', TBH. Pâtissier is a pain in the jacksie to type on a non-French keyboard. Also, I've added this to my list as it sounds like it could be rather amusing.

Beautiful Thing. Still makes me cry when I watch it. Favourite gay comedy is 9 Dead Gay Guys. It's pure genius, and uses stereotypes fantastically to demonstrate exactly why they're ridiculous and completely unreliable. Oh, and there's The Rules of Attraction too, which isn't really a gay movie per sé, but it does have a large gay element to the plot, which is peppered with one-liners and grenade moments that will have you crying with laughter half the time, and with sadness and empathy the rest. Throw in a liberal helping of cringeworthiness, and the whole thing is well worth watching.

Oh, maaaan, now I've got to get lemonade out of my nose. D: Cia reminded me about this one, which I think I read in Love Storm (look it up on Amazon. It's probably the worst chick lit ever written), earlier: "She shivered as she felt the folds of her skirt press against the folds of her sweet, moist gash." >.<

Is it me, or is it suddenly very warm in here? *fans face with a newspaper*

Hahaha! xD <3 Aww, I loved that film.

Yeah, I'm actually looking to move out of London soon—possibly to somewhere in Kent, as it's got a fast commuter train straight into St Pancras, which is very near where the new job is (Camden Town). I think that will help a lot. Also, wherever I move to would have to have a garage, which I'd set up a microbrewery in to play around with different ideas I've got. I have thought about waiting a few more years before going into this, but by then things will probably be a lot more difficult to change, as Quonos10 says. Although, hopefully no babies for me by that point. It's difficult, really.

Blimey…I might be poking at the Godiva device by saying this, but I'm really shocked to read a post from someone who's 21 talking about his ex-wife. Maybe I'm just incredibly naïve, but I kinda think that 21 is far too young for someone to have gotten married, let alone divorced. Hell, my best friend from my high-school days isn't marrying her 6'4" Royal Marine boyfriend until next year, and my 28-year-old cousin didn't marry his wife until last year, so... :s Although this is WAAAAY off the point, so apologies. >.<

Oh, what I wouldn't give for a video of Djokovic and Nadal 'relaxing' after the final at Wimbledon… *faints*

Aaagh! You just reminded me about 'mangina' >.<

OK, so, that's probably a bit of a confrontational topic title, but it actually really does sum up how I'm feeling right now. I'm a PHP programmer in London, and, to be frank, I really don't enjoy my job. I want to open a vineyard in Catalunya, but that's going to need me to have saved up at least £15,000 to do. Now, I should point out that, whilst I like drinking wine (and spirits, and anything alcoholic, TBH ), what I really love is writing music and experimenting with creating unusual beverages (sometimes at the same time ). I've come up with at least one unusual sparking wine which I believe is mass marketable, and at least one liqueur which needs only a little work. (That was in conjunction with a friend, who is a licensed distiller. ) I hate my current job. Well, I lie a bit, actually. I start my 'current' job when I land back in London tomorrow morning. I'm currently in Barcelona, and I ended my previous job on Friday 7th October, 2011. The problem I've got is that I've been to Barcelona 5 times, and I've visited Valencia once and Galicia twice. Each time, I've fallen more in love with the region, and each time I've been to Barcelona I've found it increasingly hard to leave. And every time, I've been reminded more of why I hate London. In Catalunya (and especially Mallorca) people will greet you on the street, even if they don't know you. In London, people will walk past you, even if you're screaming for help even if you've torn all the tendons in your legs. (Personal experience there…) So, I know I should keep my job for at least long enough to buy some land to start my dream vineyard, but, honestly, I hate London, and I really don't enjoy my job, so, what should I do?