HELLO LONDON
May. 22nd, 2012 07:40 pmI'm going to be worse possible type of tourist and do nothing proper cultural the whole one night I'm here. Am currently sitting in a pub bludging free wifi (which STILL won't let me dl the spn final, btw, I am doomed to never see this episode) waiting for a movie to start in the cinema across the road, and tomorrow I'm going shopping.
I've decided that stuff it, after nearly three weeks of seeing amazing old culture and history and art, I'm gonna spend my last day doing new London: shops and watching the bbc and wandering around!
I've had the most amazing trip (Rome, Florence, Italian Riviera, French Riviera, Nice, Monaco, Barcelona, Madrid, Paris, oh my!), and even though I wish I could have a proper visit in London I am out of money and am SO excited to be going home tomorrow.
Imma print all my photos and give my family all their gifts and go back into my life happier and more lived than before.
Still wish I could watch the latest spn though.
I've decided that stuff it, after nearly three weeks of seeing amazing old culture and history and art, I'm gonna spend my last day doing new London: shops and watching the bbc and wandering around!
I've had the most amazing trip (Rome, Florence, Italian Riviera, French Riviera, Nice, Monaco, Barcelona, Madrid, Paris, oh my!), and even though I wish I could have a proper visit in London I am out of money and am SO excited to be going home tomorrow.
Imma print all my photos and give my family all their gifts and go back into my life happier and more lived than before.
Still wish I could watch the latest spn though.
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Mar. 25th, 2012 11:17 pmYOU KNOW HOW SOMETIMES YOU'RE GOING THROUGH YOUR GIFS FOLDER
WHILE WATCHING WHAT IS AND WHAT NEVER SHOULD BE
SO WHILE WHIMPERING BECAUSE DEAN JUST LOVES HIS MAMA SO MUCH AND HE NEVER HAD A LIFE, NOT A REAL ONE AND IT'S NOT FAIR HE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO BE THE ONE TO SAVE EVERYONE HE DESERVED SO MUCH MORE
YOU LOOK DOWN AND SEE THIS

AND LAUGH YOUR FACE OFF
WHILE MID CRY
AND WONDER IF THOSE TWO MIDORIS HAVE HAD SOME EFFECT OR IF IT IS ACTUALLY POSSIBLE TO BE DRUNK FROM SPN
AND THEN DECIDE YOU DON'T CARE CAUSE HEY THERE'S MORE SPN ON
:DDDDDD
oh god this rewatching everything thing is going to kill me
also god i love mary winchester; show we need more mary. i don't care if she's dead she's the greatest
WHILE WATCHING WHAT IS AND WHAT NEVER SHOULD BE
SO WHILE WHIMPERING BECAUSE DEAN JUST LOVES HIS MAMA SO MUCH AND HE NEVER HAD A LIFE, NOT A REAL ONE AND IT'S NOT FAIR HE SHOULDN'T HAVE TO BE THE ONE TO SAVE EVERYONE HE DESERVED SO MUCH MORE
YOU LOOK DOWN AND SEE THIS

AND LAUGH YOUR FACE OFF
WHILE MID CRY
AND WONDER IF THOSE TWO MIDORIS HAVE HAD SOME EFFECT OR IF IT IS ACTUALLY POSSIBLE TO BE DRUNK FROM SPN
AND THEN DECIDE YOU DON'T CARE CAUSE HEY THERE'S MORE SPN ON
:DDDDDD
oh god this rewatching everything thing is going to kill me
also god i love mary winchester; show we need more mary. i don't care if she's dead she's the greatest
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Mar. 23rd, 2012 10:36 pmReeeeeeeeeally what to see what these apparently fake but amazing SPN spoilers are but am worried that they'll turn out to be true or still somehow spoil the episode for me regardless. ARAGH WHAT TO DOOOO
In other news I've been catching bits of misfits the last few fridays and it seems really good. Need to see if the dvd shop has it.
Watched Tennant's last DW episode on tv again today and OH GOD so many feelings. An assembly line of every DW character I ever loved marched out to break my heart a million times in the span of 15 minutes.
Also, i now have an extra day at work each week, and will be the ONLY designer there. TERRIFIED I AM NOT READY FOR THIS OH GOD WHO MAKES SOMEONE HEAD DESIGNER WHEN THEY HAVE LESS THAN A YEAR'S EXPERIENCE AND IS STILL STUDYING AND IS A NERVOUS WRECK EVERY TIME SHE ENTERS THE BUILDING BECAUSE SHE CAN'T COPE WITH SO MUCH DISORGANISATION AND SO LITTLE NATURAL LIGHT GOD I AM FREAKING OUT.
But! I've decided I'm going to make the best of it, consciously make the effort to be more confident and calm, and make the little changes needed to make the artroom run better with me as the principle user, regardless of how my half-mad boss has done things for the past 35 years. Still shitting myself but gonna try, and at least I get a bit more money each week. :/
OH OH AND: MY PASSPORT CAME TODAYYYYYYYY! EUROPE IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING YESSSSSSS. And it's a shiney new passport design with pictures all through it so if I get homesick I can just look at it and go OH GUMTREES AND EMUS IT'S LIKE I NEVER LEFT.
Wrote a thing for the local paper today. the old movie theatre facade is being restored in town, so I wrote a thing about some of my favourite really old movies. Gosh it felt great to be writing about film again; I really need to get this blog thing happening.
I MISS UNI SO MUCH IT HURTS. I AM SO GOING BACK FOR HONOURS NEXT YEAR.
In other news I've been catching bits of misfits the last few fridays and it seems really good. Need to see if the dvd shop has it.
Watched Tennant's last DW episode on tv again today and OH GOD so many feelings. An assembly line of every DW character I ever loved marched out to break my heart a million times in the span of 15 minutes.
Also, i now have an extra day at work each week, and will be the ONLY designer there. TERRIFIED I AM NOT READY FOR THIS OH GOD WHO MAKES SOMEONE HEAD DESIGNER WHEN THEY HAVE LESS THAN A YEAR'S EXPERIENCE AND IS STILL STUDYING AND IS A NERVOUS WRECK EVERY TIME SHE ENTERS THE BUILDING BECAUSE SHE CAN'T COPE WITH SO MUCH DISORGANISATION AND SO LITTLE NATURAL LIGHT GOD I AM FREAKING OUT.
But! I've decided I'm going to make the best of it, consciously make the effort to be more confident and calm, and make the little changes needed to make the artroom run better with me as the principle user, regardless of how my half-mad boss has done things for the past 35 years. Still shitting myself but gonna try, and at least I get a bit more money each week. :/
OH OH AND: MY PASSPORT CAME TODAYYYYYYYY! EUROPE IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING YESSSSSSS. And it's a shiney new passport design with pictures all through it so if I get homesick I can just look at it and go OH GUMTREES AND EMUS IT'S LIKE I NEVER LEFT.
Wrote a thing for the local paper today. the old movie theatre facade is being restored in town, so I wrote a thing about some of my favourite really old movies. Gosh it felt great to be writing about film again; I really need to get this blog thing happening.
I MISS UNI SO MUCH IT HURTS. I AM SO GOING BACK FOR HONOURS NEXT YEAR.
And now, a facebook rant
Mar. 19th, 2012 02:04 am(lol at the first post I've made in ages being about a completely different social media site, but fuck it I can't do it there can I?)
Can it please be accepted that, if I have selected "not available to chat" then I am - and here I'd like to point out the ridiculousness of me needing to say this at all - NOT FUCKING AVAILABLE TO CHAT.
And indeed, if I NEVER, AT ANY TIME, AT ALL, EVER have "available to chat" selected, is it really so much to expect people to draw the conclusion that I, and here's the key point in all of this, NEVER WANT TO FUCKING CHAT.
( Wah wah wah i have a lot to say apparently )
And this, it occurs to me, is probably why I'm so bad at maintaining meaningful friendships. "GO AWAY WITH YOUR WANTING MY COMPANY WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU I REFUSE TO MAKE TALKING TO ME EASY" is prob not helpful.
Can it please be accepted that, if I have selected "not available to chat" then I am - and here I'd like to point out the ridiculousness of me needing to say this at all - NOT FUCKING AVAILABLE TO CHAT.
And indeed, if I NEVER, AT ANY TIME, AT ALL, EVER have "available to chat" selected, is it really so much to expect people to draw the conclusion that I, and here's the key point in all of this, NEVER WANT TO FUCKING CHAT.
( Wah wah wah i have a lot to say apparently )
And this, it occurs to me, is probably why I'm so bad at maintaining meaningful friendships. "GO AWAY WITH YOUR WANTING MY COMPANY WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU I REFUSE TO MAKE TALKING TO ME EASY" is prob not helpful.
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Jan. 31st, 2012 09:08 pmI have two weeks to do about 17 assessments.
This is on top of my two jobs (one of which is only three days a week and the other of which is incredibly flexible - thank god), helping organise my sister's 18th, feeding my parents' pets while they're in NZ, going to two family parties, and helping my grandma sort out her phone/internet.
If anyone else asks me to do anything for them I will actually die.
I never want to get off this couch again. Maybe I could throw it all in and just live on the couch. Get one of the random neighbourhood kids who are always walking past to bring me food occasionally. It could work.
I so can't wait for this study block to be over. I miss not having anything to do.
This is on top of my two jobs (one of which is only three days a week and the other of which is incredibly flexible - thank god), helping organise my sister's 18th, feeding my parents' pets while they're in NZ, going to two family parties, and helping my grandma sort out her phone/internet.
If anyone else asks me to do anything for them I will actually die.
I never want to get off this couch again. Maybe I could throw it all in and just live on the couch. Get one of the random neighbourhood kids who are always walking past to bring me food occasionally. It could work.
I so can't wait for this study block to be over. I miss not having anything to do.
Pointless study break!
Jan. 9th, 2012 06:15 pmI really don't get how people can call their Tumblrs blogs. I mean, okay if it's a themed one, that's cool. But when it's basically a collection of caps and half conversations and reblogs (not that there's not a place for that), calling it a blog, something which implies some sort of theme or structure or thought, it's kind of a misnomer, isn't it?
Also uuuugh Bright Eyes just came up on itunes. When I don't drive I don't listen to music much but when I do I listen to them every day and oh oh oh how I have missed you these last few weeks, Connor.
Also uuuugh Bright Eyes just came up on itunes. When I don't drive I don't listen to music much but when I do I listen to them every day and oh oh oh how I have missed you these last few weeks, Connor.
THE REASONS I LOVED THIS EPISODE WERE MANY AND VARIED.
OH SHOW. OH YOU RIDICULOUS, WONDERFUL, LOLTASTIC, GLORIOUS SHOW.
SEASON SEVEN NEVER EVER LEAVE ME.
( spoilery caps and srs Dean talk under here )
OH SHOW. OH YOU RIDICULOUS, WONDERFUL, LOLTASTIC, GLORIOUS SHOW.
SEASON SEVEN NEVER EVER LEAVE ME.
( spoilery caps and srs Dean talk under here )
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Oct. 1st, 2011 10:22 pmokay okay okay okay so
there's nothing on tv and i have a bunch of downloads to watch and am spending tonight watching them and it's great.
(seriously, i have like at least half of s1 of Hawaii 5-0 to catch up on before i can watch series two and have i mentioned how much i love this show BECAUSE YOU GUYS I FREAKING LOVE THIS SHOW IT IS WONDERFUL IN SO MANY WAYS EVERYONE CALLS EACH OTHER BABE AND HAWAII IS THERE AND SO IS O'LOUGH AND IT'S GREAT)
but that's not the point
i am the laziest person ever and have been all WORKOMGWORKWHATISLEISURE the last couple of weeks so haven't been able to work up much enthusiasm fo SPN coming back, but tonight is a night for watching things so i just pressed play
and i thought okay lets do this thing
it's gonna be heavy and i don't know if i'm up for it but lets do this thing
and i literally finished Vampire Diaries s3e3 like five minutes ago which was SO PERFECT AND EPIC AND LSKDNLKAVFNLASNVLSDDNV I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THIS SHOW IT'S LIKE A FEAST OF AMAZE so i was a bit drained and distracted by that
so i thought i was pretty calm and maybe a bit unenthusiastic for SPN, is my point
but then it started
and i saw their FAAAAAAAAAACES
and i just shrieked "BAAABY!" AT DEAN BECAUSE MY LOVE FOR HIM HAS MANY FACETS INCLUDING A WEIRD ALMOST MATERNAL CONCERN
AND THEN I STARTED JIBBERING INCOHERENTLY
AND GUYS I HAVEN'T SEEN SPN IN SO LONG I'M JUST SO HAPPY AND CONCERNED FOR EVERYONE'S WELL BEING AND OMGOMGOMG SEASON SEVEN I AM NOT READY FOR YOU PLEASE BE GOOD PLEASE I HAVE SO MUCH LOVE FOR YOU THAT I CAN'T I CAN'T JUST DON'T GO BREAKING MY HEART
OKAY OKAY GOING TO WATCH NOW
ETA: ALSO CAN I JUST SAY THAT WHILE I LOVE DEAN WITH THE FIRE OF A THOUSAND SUNS I DO HOLD HIM PERSONALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR THE WHOLE CRAZY!CAS THING THAT HAPPENED AT THE END OF LAST SEASON BECAUSE DAMNIT ALL CAS NEEDED WAS SOME DAMN HUGS
SO IF THERE ARE NO HUGS FOR ANYONE IN THIS EPISODE I MIGHT CRY
EVERYONE ON THIS SHOW NEEDS SO MANY DAMN HUGS
OKAY WATCHING NOW
there's nothing on tv and i have a bunch of downloads to watch and am spending tonight watching them and it's great.
(seriously, i have like at least half of s1 of Hawaii 5-0 to catch up on before i can watch series two and have i mentioned how much i love this show BECAUSE YOU GUYS I FREAKING LOVE THIS SHOW IT IS WONDERFUL IN SO MANY WAYS EVERYONE CALLS EACH OTHER BABE AND HAWAII IS THERE AND SO IS O'LOUGH AND IT'S GREAT)
but that's not the point
i am the laziest person ever and have been all WORKOMGWORKWHATISLEISURE the last couple of weeks so haven't been able to work up much enthusiasm fo SPN coming back, but tonight is a night for watching things so i just pressed play
and i thought okay lets do this thing
it's gonna be heavy and i don't know if i'm up for it but lets do this thing
and i literally finished Vampire Diaries s3e3 like five minutes ago which was SO PERFECT AND EPIC AND LSKDNLKAVFNLASNVLSDDNV I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHAT TO DO WITH THIS SHOW IT'S LIKE A FEAST OF AMAZE so i was a bit drained and distracted by that
so i thought i was pretty calm and maybe a bit unenthusiastic for SPN, is my point
but then it started
and i saw their FAAAAAAAAAACES
and i just shrieked "BAAABY!" AT DEAN BECAUSE MY LOVE FOR HIM HAS MANY FACETS INCLUDING A WEIRD ALMOST MATERNAL CONCERN
AND THEN I STARTED JIBBERING INCOHERENTLY
AND GUYS I HAVEN'T SEEN SPN IN SO LONG I'M JUST SO HAPPY AND CONCERNED FOR EVERYONE'S WELL BEING AND OMGOMGOMG SEASON SEVEN I AM NOT READY FOR YOU PLEASE BE GOOD PLEASE I HAVE SO MUCH LOVE FOR YOU THAT I CAN'T I CAN'T JUST DON'T GO BREAKING MY HEART
OKAY OKAY GOING TO WATCH NOW
ETA: ALSO CAN I JUST SAY THAT WHILE I LOVE DEAN WITH THE FIRE OF A THOUSAND SUNS I DO HOLD HIM PERSONALLY RESPONSIBLE FOR THE WHOLE CRAZY!CAS THING THAT HAPPENED AT THE END OF LAST SEASON BECAUSE DAMNIT ALL CAS NEEDED WAS SOME DAMN HUGS
SO IF THERE ARE NO HUGS FOR ANYONE IN THIS EPISODE I MIGHT CRY
EVERYONE ON THIS SHOW NEEDS SO MANY DAMN HUGS
OKAY WATCHING NOW
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Sep. 24th, 2011 12:10 amI'VE MADE A FUCKING TUMBLR
FINALLY
JESUS CHRIST I HATE PICKING USERNAMES
IT IS HERE
So, like, follow me or friend me or whatever they call it over there?
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Sep. 23rd, 2011 03:08 amYou know what's wonderful?
When you find yourself inexplicably awake at some stupid hour, too tired to get up and go to bed and knowing you'll suffer for it tomorrow, TV on ABC3 in the background because they play music after the programing has ended for the day and you like the noise, even if you're not really listening to it - when suddenly you hear a familiar guitar riff, one that strikes deep down in your bones. And you realise that it's one of your favourite songs, by one of your favourite artists; one that so few people have even heard of, and a song that you're not even sure was ever released as a single.
And it's like the universe is sending you a little note. Here's a lullaby, kid, just for you. Isn't Tex the best? Now go to bed while you're happy and warm and full of love; everything is beautiful. You'll feel better in the morning.
(Not the best video, but here's the song)
When you find yourself inexplicably awake at some stupid hour, too tired to get up and go to bed and knowing you'll suffer for it tomorrow, TV on ABC3 in the background because they play music after the programing has ended for the day and you like the noise, even if you're not really listening to it - when suddenly you hear a familiar guitar riff, one that strikes deep down in your bones. And you realise that it's one of your favourite songs, by one of your favourite artists; one that so few people have even heard of, and a song that you're not even sure was ever released as a single.
And it's like the universe is sending you a little note. Here's a lullaby, kid, just for you. Isn't Tex the best? Now go to bed while you're happy and warm and full of love; everything is beautiful. You'll feel better in the morning.
(Not the best video, but here's the song)
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Sep. 13th, 2011 03:27 amA very dear friend of mine died the other day. She was in her late sixties at the very least, and so had a depth and breadth of years and experience that I could never compare with, but still, somehow, we sat on the same wavelength.
We first bonded because I was the only person she’d met who could give her a good reason for not liking the Lord of the Rings books. She was impressed by my thinking, I was enamoured with her for valuing it. That was when I was in year nine, and I honestly can’t remember the details of many individual conversations or meetings after that one, though I do remember from all of them an ease. We got on; could talk and joke with a relaxed wit, a common disposition towards the world.
Mum once called my relationship with her “The Mutual Appreciation Society”, which was pretty well spot on. I never felt that I had to impress her, never felt out of my depth or anxious, because, somehow, she seemed to think I was pretty special already, just for being myself. I, in turn, admired her greatly, thought she was one of the coolest people I’d ever met. We shared an open respect for each other, one unmatched I think in my dealings with almost anyone else.
She was sharp and funny, well read and caring. She worked in the town library, raised a huge brood of loud, friendly and mad children, and of course was quite mad herself (many of us are, the creative and clever you find in small towns). She was well spoken but not snobbish; grand in her words and her brilliance but never vague or superior in her dealings. She was straight forward, confident, had lived a full life and taken all of it in her stride, building a heft of experience and knowledge and vitality that propelled her and powered her in her every moment.
She was, and always will be, one of my absolute favourite people.
Though there is no shortage of fantastic women in my own family, I’ve often thought that if I must get older, I want to do it like her. If, when I am her age, I can look at my life and consider myself even half the woman she was, consider myself in possession of even a fraction of her character, her brilliance, I will be proud.
And, for the time being, I take a great deal of pride in knowing that she, for whatever reason, liked me. It is an honour and a pleasure to have known her, to consider her a friend.
I am going to miss her very much.
We first bonded because I was the only person she’d met who could give her a good reason for not liking the Lord of the Rings books. She was impressed by my thinking, I was enamoured with her for valuing it. That was when I was in year nine, and I honestly can’t remember the details of many individual conversations or meetings after that one, though I do remember from all of them an ease. We got on; could talk and joke with a relaxed wit, a common disposition towards the world.
Mum once called my relationship with her “The Mutual Appreciation Society”, which was pretty well spot on. I never felt that I had to impress her, never felt out of my depth or anxious, because, somehow, she seemed to think I was pretty special already, just for being myself. I, in turn, admired her greatly, thought she was one of the coolest people I’d ever met. We shared an open respect for each other, one unmatched I think in my dealings with almost anyone else.
She was sharp and funny, well read and caring. She worked in the town library, raised a huge brood of loud, friendly and mad children, and of course was quite mad herself (many of us are, the creative and clever you find in small towns). She was well spoken but not snobbish; grand in her words and her brilliance but never vague or superior in her dealings. She was straight forward, confident, had lived a full life and taken all of it in her stride, building a heft of experience and knowledge and vitality that propelled her and powered her in her every moment.
She was, and always will be, one of my absolute favourite people.
Though there is no shortage of fantastic women in my own family, I’ve often thought that if I must get older, I want to do it like her. If, when I am her age, I can look at my life and consider myself even half the woman she was, consider myself in possession of even a fraction of her character, her brilliance, I will be proud.
And, for the time being, I take a great deal of pride in knowing that she, for whatever reason, liked me. It is an honour and a pleasure to have known her, to consider her a friend.
I am going to miss her very much.
Kinda sorta HP fic i don't even know
Aug. 30th, 2011 10:04 pmSo. Uh. I appear to have just written Harry Potter fanfiction on my cousin's facebook wall. Because apparently that's the sort of thing I do now.
My Cousin:
“You know what, Ron? Fine. Fine. We’ll name our daughter after the fit barmaid from Honeydukes-” Ron let out a drunken whoop, “- and the next one can be named after a ridiculous crush of *mine*. How does that sound?”
“Perfect,” Ron said, and Hermione let out a frustrated groan and left him to it.
By the time Hugo was on the way, Ron had pretty much forgotten about that night. When people asked about the name they’d picked, he cheerfully told them it was just one that they both happened to really like.
Hermione let him think that. She was having a wonderful pregnancy; she finally had time to sit through all 9000 hours of Lord of the Rings DVD extras and the Matrix Trilogy Ultimate Collection had just been released on Blu Ray.
All was well.
(I blame the 2600 words of completely self indulgent and ridiculous Shadow of the Templar fic I stayed up till 2am writing last night, tbh)
My Cousin:
“You know what, Ron? Fine. Fine. We’ll name our daughter after the fit barmaid from Honeydukes-” Ron let out a drunken whoop, “- and the next one can be named after a ridiculous crush of *mine*. How does that sound?”
“Perfect,” Ron said, and Hermione let out a frustrated groan and left him to it.
By the time Hugo was on the way, Ron had pretty much forgotten about that night. When people asked about the name they’d picked, he cheerfully told them it was just one that they both happened to really like.
Hermione let him think that. She was having a wonderful pregnancy; she finally had time to sit through all 9000 hours of Lord of the Rings DVD extras and the Matrix Trilogy Ultimate Collection had just been released on Blu Ray.
All was well.
(I blame the 2600 words of completely self indulgent and ridiculous Shadow of the Templar fic I stayed up till 2am writing last night, tbh)
SPN fic: Clipped
May. 28th, 2011 07:28 pmSo apparently a while ago I wrote a drabble (well, drabble and a half)? This never happens, but I found it on my hard drive today, so, well, here:
Clipped
Episode tag: 504, The End
Gen, Cas centric
It’s nothing really like flying at all, being high.
But then, the way an angel flies doesn’t involve any sort of literal height anyway; they move through the fabric of the universe, not merely through space. Up, down, right, left, don’t mean anything. Earth, to angels, is all one simple field to be manipulated; they pass through it as they wish, wrapped warm in their grace.
It’s all just linguistic, the connection between an angel’s movement and flight, between flying and being high. Castiel knows this, but still sometimes he’s bitterly, achingly disappointed by it; by how little anything in this new human life can ever be like his old one. Language lies.
He quite likes being stoned though. Cool and blissed out is not quite the same as calm, driven and certain, but it’s certainly a lot better than alone, lost and afraid.
Oh, and also:
May. 26th, 2011 12:22 amOne sorf of awful thing, and one spectacularly good one.
Awful:
Can now cross "have a car accident" off the to do list.
I'm fine, and car should be fixed within a couple of weeks, but it was the single most terrifying experience of my life and I never, ever want to go through something like that again.
Amazing:
Going to see the Cure at the Opera House next week.
Once that's done, and I've sat in the same room as Robert Smith, I can pretty much die happy.
In an almost constant state of omgomgomgomgomgomgomggmogmgomgomogmgomgomg.
Awful:
Can now cross "have a car accident" off the to do list.
I'm fine, and car should be fixed within a couple of weeks, but it was the single most terrifying experience of my life and I never, ever want to go through something like that again.
Amazing:
Going to see the Cure at the Opera House next week.
Once that's done, and I've sat in the same room as Robert Smith, I can pretty much die happy.
In an almost constant state of omgomgomgomgomgomgomggmogmgomgomogmgomgomg.
So I finally watched the S6 final...
May. 24th, 2011 12:06 amand can I just say:
ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod.
( thoughts. quite short actually. may still be in a joy haze. )
And now to wander around the internet checking out other peep's thoughts. Well, possibly bed first, but tomorrow, I read!
ohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygodohmygod.
( thoughts. quite short actually. may still be in a joy haze. )
And now to wander around the internet checking out other peep's thoughts. Well, possibly bed first, but tomorrow, I read!