%$#%@%#$#^%#$** FUNKY SEV!!!!!!!! **&$&^#^%^$&^$%
It's been a long time since postings appeared on the Snapeshifter blog, namely because:
a) The Snapeshifter has been uber-busy doing other things --- namely, in tracking down certain persons who received pieces of Severus's soul upon his death, and writing about them! One can only spend so much time in someone else's world, before it becomes necessary to create worlds of one's own, and channel them.... needless to say, this world --- and these people --- are extremely demanding. Trust me. I am, after all, the Conduit.
b) I hate I hate I HATE Muggle equipment. They don't find a good thing for two seconds before they insist on making it obsolete WHY can they not stick with one WORKABLE system ?!?!?!? snark
In the main, this is reason Number One. Snape dislikes computers, and has had issues with making them work --- namely, in that one must find alternate ways to load photos onto this site when one system goes obsolete, and half the fun is the photos! Fortunately, we have just found such an alternate route.
Not that anyone actually reads this blog, or cares.
Only the authrix, the Channeler herself, cares... after all, one must keep records as reliably as possible in the potion business...
Since last post, the Snapeshifter has begun frequenting Gothic dance nights to stay in touch with the Inner Snark and work out all those pent-up Emo-kinks. Seriously funky. (This is also a great place to meet fellow Snape-soul channelers.)
So where do the kinks come from?
For three years, the Snapeshifter was almost as unlucky as Severus: She didn't have a job she hated, but rather, had no job. Period. This gets difficult, since one has bills, if one hopes to maintain a nice bed and potions lab in a space better insulated than a cardboard box. Luckily, The Woman Who Was Snape found a job and has held it for the past year-and-a-half....
....she's an operator (smooth or not, you be the judge)!
Don't let the face fool you. I'm very glad to have this job, even when I have to drop everything and help someone. I have my paycheck, I have my desk I can always return to...
And best of all, let's be real here. How long does the average operator's phone call take? Less than a minute. The rest of the time, I am allowed to write, draw, use the computer, and in short, do all those things that make a life richer for us creative people. Ex-xcellent.
Finally, the job lets me pursue a childhood interest that got put on the laboratory's furthest-back burner...
...gymnastics!
Practice occurs between one and three times per week. Four is possible, if I'm feeling very masochistic. We're not training for the Olympics here, after all --- just State Champion 26-35 year-old-division will do, which I indeed won last year. You never know, I may need to knock off an enemy counterspy in a magically-unfriendly situation.
Brewing has continued sporadically since the Snapeshifter last went public. Not on a serious basis, mind, what with that busy-ness we mentioned; but as needed, most certainly. The latest news on brews, however, is a topic for another day...
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