Aftermath

Jul 09, 2005 11:09

Everything is tinged with eerieness after Thursday. I've never seen Kings X so empty; it's like 28 Days Later. The times I have stood on those platforms.... it makes me go cold. Luckily all my London-based peeps are alive and well, though one has a colleague who has lost a leg. It's all so nasty.

I'm reserving any political comment til the body count has been confirmed at least. I'm so pissed off with all the spec already. To me, right now, it's about the people and what we've lost. It's all very, very sad. There's a time and place for debate, and IMO this isn't it.

Stayed with Quince last night, and ate pizza. My inner-pant area hurts this morning. I think we're going on a mission next week to these (allegedly) haunted caves and stuff. Should be good for some pics.

I have advice for my nest move re: the work situation. I'll pump the details under a cut later. Things are a-moving. Asses will be kicked.

Alice has a new record out.(Cooper, not Derwent)

Anywa, all I have left to offer is waffle, as I've had a restless night, dreaming about fair-rides, public loos, and waking Quince up making strange, quasi-erotic noises and grinding my teeth.

I have crosswords to do. Later, people.

*Mwah!*
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