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Apr. 14th, 2013 03:21 pmWe had an actual powercut the other night where I lived. Annoyingly, I was playing a game on my laptop at the time, thankfully I had enough battery power to save my game. The lights went out and I assumed it was a fuse blowing and sat around waiting for dad to fix it, before my mum came to the bottom of the stairs and said it was the whole street. It's weird, you realise how many lights you generally have on when they suddenly all go out. Anyway. We had enough time to gather up all the torches, look out of the window repeatedly, to light a plate full of tealights and argue about where they should go, and get an excited phonecall from my nephews before the power came back on. It was about twenty minutes. Still. Haven't had one of them for a while. Ironically, it was on the night when I assume, not having watched it, that Have I Got News For You ripped apart Margaret Thatcher. It was like a whole 1980s theme.
Meanwhile, in dream news, the other night I had a dream that partly involved an idea for a love story between a mermaid and an angel, that I/the dream decided should be called 'The Phantom and The Rapture'. Which, I don't know, seems like kind of a badass title for my dreaming mind to come up with while, y'know, basically asleep. Possibly all this dream stuff is my mind's way of telling me I need a creative outlet. Perhaps. I'm not going to tell you what I dreamed about last night. See how good I am.
My parents are going on a cruise in a fortnight. It's been about a year since they last went away, and obviously I cope every time, but it still feels a bit daunting when I think about it. I'm planning to have DVDs and games and stuff, but the fact is I'm also going to have to look after the dog and take the bins out as well. Hmph.
Autocorrect doesn't like anything I type. Apparently phonecall isn't one word but autocorrect is. I don't like this system. I hate you autocorrect. I keep half expecting it to suddenly start typing or 'correcting' insults back at me.
Meanwhile, in dream news, the other night I had a dream that partly involved an idea for a love story between a mermaid and an angel, that I/the dream decided should be called 'The Phantom and The Rapture'. Which, I don't know, seems like kind of a badass title for my dreaming mind to come up with while, y'know, basically asleep. Possibly all this dream stuff is my mind's way of telling me I need a creative outlet. Perhaps. I'm not going to tell you what I dreamed about last night. See how good I am.
My parents are going on a cruise in a fortnight. It's been about a year since they last went away, and obviously I cope every time, but it still feels a bit daunting when I think about it. I'm planning to have DVDs and games and stuff, but the fact is I'm also going to have to look after the dog and take the bins out as well. Hmph.
Autocorrect doesn't like anything I type. Apparently phonecall isn't one word but autocorrect is. I don't like this system. I hate you autocorrect. I keep half expecting it to suddenly start typing or 'correcting' insults back at me.
