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Today I went to Spitalfields with Holly, and bought a camera bag to serve as a handbag because it's the right size and shape to protect my headphones. I also bought a pair of leggings with bones printed on them. At some point I really need to eBay the crap I already have but no longer need/want.
While we were out I looked utterly swag:
And also found this:
I manifestly failed to brainstorm writing ideas at Holly, largely because I haven't had any ideas at all, and because my brain is happily eating itself like the world serpent while I sit here and mutter about my absence of sleep patterns that represent what I actually want out of life. Tomorrow I will finish Draft 3 of ASAH and then unceremoniously dump it onto a new person.
And now to combine diphenhydramine with alcohol because the internet cannot come up with a suitably scary reason why I shouldn't apart from "it will make you clumsy". OH BOO HOO.
While we were out I looked utterly swag:
And also found this:
I manifestly failed to brainstorm writing ideas at Holly, largely because I haven't had any ideas at all, and because my brain is happily eating itself like the world serpent while I sit here and mutter about my absence of sleep patterns that represent what I actually want out of life. Tomorrow I will finish Draft 3 of ASAH and then unceremoniously dump it onto a new person.
And now to combine diphenhydramine with alcohol because the internet cannot come up with a suitably scary reason why I shouldn't apart from "it will make you clumsy". OH BOO HOO.