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Sep. 23rd, 2006 11:06 pmRe this Connotations post, you might have noticed I'm not modding the Multi-fannishness panel. After all that. Essentially, I decided that while I was having ideas and feeling pretty good about it now, closer to the time I'd probably get anxious and freak out slightly. And that I'd maybe like to do without it, and just go. I still maintain that Nerdcakes did most of the talking last time. Anyway, no modding. Unless they can't find anyone else to do it and ask me again, in which case I'll probably do it out of guilt at bringing it's curse on them in the first place.
Also - we'll be discussing "the future of Connotations"? Zomg.
Today we took Jack to the local farmshop. I was assaulted by an aubergine. Seriously, I went to pick it up, and it stabbed me with tiny spines! You know, all those TINY DEFENSIVE SPINES NO-ONE EVER TOLD YOU AUBERGINES HAVE? And we bought honey with honeycomb in it. And saw some sheeps! And a pony! And calves! And a flock of hens that followed us around a bit terrifyingly! The only problem with it, as I pointed out, is that you're never sure if you're buying something you were petting the week before. But if you can close your eyes to the "slaughterhouse" side of it, it's really a lovely place, with lovely food. I might be sticking to honey for a while though.
Tonight I went for pizza and to see Talladega Nights again. I have decided that Jean Girard might not be the suave, pissy, Tybalt-esque driver of my dreams, but he's still Deeply Awesome all the same. And he ( Spoilers ). Also; I have got to get my hands on that soundtrack.
Our TV is a bit broken. The screen has gone blue, so everything is a bit like watching The Smurfs. Dad is quite irate, but I'm sort of enjoying it, at least until I realise I'm halfway to tripping watching Futurama. Possibly I'll be less pleased when Emmerdale comes on and Carl's all strange and blue. I've still got my TV upstairs, though.
Also - we'll be discussing "the future of Connotations"? Zomg.
Today we took Jack to the local farmshop. I was assaulted by an aubergine. Seriously, I went to pick it up, and it stabbed me with tiny spines! You know, all those TINY DEFENSIVE SPINES NO-ONE EVER TOLD YOU AUBERGINES HAVE? And we bought honey with honeycomb in it. And saw some sheeps! And a pony! And calves! And a flock of hens that followed us around a bit terrifyingly! The only problem with it, as I pointed out, is that you're never sure if you're buying something you were petting the week before. But if you can close your eyes to the "slaughterhouse" side of it, it's really a lovely place, with lovely food. I might be sticking to honey for a while though.
Tonight I went for pizza and to see Talladega Nights again. I have decided that Jean Girard might not be the suave, pissy, Tybalt-esque driver of my dreams, but he's still Deeply Awesome all the same. And he ( Spoilers ). Also; I have got to get my hands on that soundtrack.
Our TV is a bit broken. The screen has gone blue, so everything is a bit like watching The Smurfs. Dad is quite irate, but I'm sort of enjoying it, at least until I realise I'm halfway to tripping watching Futurama. Possibly I'll be less pleased when Emmerdale comes on and Carl's all strange and blue. I've still got my TV upstairs, though.
