![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
Breaking News
Jan. 23rd, 2015 04:36 pmThe pre-election televised political debates have agreed to have the Green Party leader and a bunch of other people on, not just the big 3 and FUCKING UKIP, hahaha, yes.
In which our protaganist gets political...
Sep. 7th, 2006 10:22 pmTony Blair's ministers apparently want(ed) him to go out on "a wave of euphoria". My first reaction was 'AHAHAHA!', but now I'm actually quite looking forward to it. In fact, I'm feeling a bit euphoric right now. It's time, Tony! Go!
My internet is being useless and slow, and taking at least two tries to load any page, and generally irritating me. And the server for work's internet crashes a lot. Which is probably a good thing, because they're being very nice about ignoring that my screen is orange or green more often than it should be. But still. Hmph >:|
( Presents, whee! )
Another problematic gift is my sister's. I was toying with getting her Will and Grace Season 1 (£25 in HMV). After checking she hadn't, like, sold her DVD player or anything. But apparently she's suggested that I could get her some make-up, which doesn't actually narrow the field that much. Mum has suggested Boots vouchers, and, given that I have one lunchtime left for shopping, I'm probably going to go with that. Much as the cop-out hurts my soul. This week has really gone by very quickly.
Anyway. In tonight's Emmerdale Edna called Carl 'Mister Carl', and I almost physically flailed. And then he hid beautifully behind a green door to hear what a charity organising man was saying about not being able to hold a clay shoot on the land of a disgraced family, while Edna begged him to stay at least to talk to Carl, knowing his beauty would be enough to convince anyone. But he wouldn't, and Carl was just calmly, resignedly angsty about it all. And he is great. I love him.
And Urban Decay need to stop making such pretty products. Or else. I'll cry.
My internet is being useless and slow, and taking at least two tries to load any page, and generally irritating me. And the server for work's internet crashes a lot. Which is probably a good thing, because they're being very nice about ignoring that my screen is orange or green more often than it should be. But still. Hmph >:|
( Presents, whee! )
Another problematic gift is my sister's. I was toying with getting her Will and Grace Season 1 (£25 in HMV). After checking she hadn't, like, sold her DVD player or anything. But apparently she's suggested that I could get her some make-up, which doesn't actually narrow the field that much. Mum has suggested Boots vouchers, and, given that I have one lunchtime left for shopping, I'm probably going to go with that. Much as the cop-out hurts my soul. This week has really gone by very quickly.
Anyway. In tonight's Emmerdale Edna called Carl 'Mister Carl', and I almost physically flailed. And then he hid beautifully behind a green door to hear what a charity organising man was saying about not being able to hold a clay shoot on the land of a disgraced family, while Edna begged him to stay at least to talk to Carl, knowing his beauty would be enough to convince anyone. But he wouldn't, and Carl was just calmly, resignedly angsty about it all. And he is great. I love him.
And Urban Decay need to stop making such pretty products. Or else. I'll cry.
