Hello!

Jun. 7th, 2006 07:23 pm
girlofprey: (R for raygun)
I deleted because of the thing. The breastfeeding thing. You know the one.

Anyway. I'M GOING TO LONDON TOMORROW! TO SEE HAVE I GOT NEWS FOR YOU! AND ALL THE PEOPLE! I'm quite excited, and hope there will be sunshine. Since it turns out you cannot just magically change the destinations on tickets, I'm going to have to get a two-hour train to Nottingham to get a two-hour train London, rather than just getting a two hour train to London from Leeds. I plan to take books. It's a situation in which the Lemony Snicket 6 audiobook would come in very handy, but it's really my own fault for not buying it. Anyway, the point of this is that I will in fact be in St Pancras when I said I would, and I can text [livejournal.com profile] jekesta or you/she can text me if something happens otherwise. And I SEE YOU TOMORROW! Yay :)

Outside of Exciting Trips: mostly I have been filing. It has slightly lost its novelty, after 24 or so collective hours. I've learned to hate people who put in documents to be filed without putting the job/file number on them. But its okay, because I have a plan. I'm going to train to be a ninja, silently break into their houses at night, put a sword over their necks while they are sleeping, and leave notes saying 'I could have killed you, and did not. Please put the file numbers on your documents'. Yes.

And otherwise I've been slightly mobbed by plotbunnies for Toby from Doctor Who. Spoilers/talk about The Impossible Planet )

Also, my dad has a button in his car marked TA/RDS

If it turns out he is a Time Lord, I will be immensely pleased.

This was my day.
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Currently, I am mostly dead from the clip of R Kelly's R&B opera 'Coming Out of the Closet' (?) shown on 8 Out Of 10 Cats (mii-dget! mii-dget!). Which, in the tradition of apparently all British quiz shows (if not just British comedy), is turning out to be as gay as toast.

My feet hurt more than ever today. My blisters had blisters. But mostly I was filing at a desk (watch me put things in numerical order!), so it was all quite good, and I only went into the future from boredom and tiredness a couple of times. During lunch I walked into the city centre and looked at all the shiny things I can afford now, though I made the mistake of wandering into a bookshop. I can't afford new books. By which I mean, there is no space in my room, nor indeed my house, for books. I didn't even move all of the ones from Nottingham back with me, yet my general impression was still 'Books! So many books! How did I get them?! Where did they come from?!?'. This may mean I have to start actually reading the ones I have, rather than just 'collecting' the UNCLAIMED ones in bookshops. Ho hum.

It turns out that I'm not getting paid my vast wads of new cash till the end of the month anyway, which seems ever so slightly rubbish, considering our current position in the month. Probably I can talk dad into lending me some. For flat shoes, amongst other things.

In other news:

  • I nearly read a dark Lost fic last night about Jack breaking Sawyer's spirit, and have pretty much only just stopped panicking distraughtly. R Kelly helped (mii-dget!).


  • I watched Saturday's episode of Drwho, which my dad had mysteriously taped, and watched. Spoilers, probably )


  • My sister has kittens. I am horribly in love with the black and ginger one. My dad doesn't seem enamoured of us having it though, since we'll soon be swapping the dog for her grown-up cat. And I suppose I don't have the time to look after it properly, working 9 to 5, anyway. And given that I don't know what I'm doing in the next year, or where I'm going to be living, I probably shouldn't be tying myself down with a pet. But...::sigh::


  • I still love Suburban Shootout.


I go now to look up train times to London, and possibly renew my virus subscription (passwords and secret answers my eye!).
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