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I will make more of a fuss tomorrow but I published a nice distracting short story/piece which really isn't about anything very much apart from ritual sex murder.
https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01MYDCTG9 // https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MYDCTG9
Once I'd dragged myself out of my dreams, which disappointingly have caught up to reality and insist on including the Bannon/Trump/Pence/Ryan situation (thanks) I grabbed Sam and went into town to see what was going on CNY-wise. We missed the main parade etc but there were a couple of stages and stalls and the shops were heaving (still managed to pick up some tai yaki and a black sesame moon cake), and also it has PISSED IT DOWN ALL DAY - I feel bad because Sam has the problem all my female friends with dyed hair have (weird men, usually drunk, insist on making lengthy conversation with them - this time I made Sam go stand in a different part of the shop), whereas I had the same thing *I* always have on occasions like this, which is the much less objectionable "standard-issue pretty girl asks the Obviously Gay White Dude to take her photo with $object", which happens to me at least once a week in central London.
https://www.instagram.com/p/BP2yRQCDmps/
We went to Bubbleology so that Sam could have her bubble tea, then next door to Tsujiri so I could have matcha sundae AND fucking latte -- https://www.instagram.com/p/BP2ylpLD5WC/ // https://www.instagram.com/p/BP2yuqpDPw5/
We sat in Starbucks a bit to avoid the rain, hung around in Gosh (Abi's comic, Transrealities, is there; I have a script for a comic I wrote a while back sitting with a friend of mine who wanted scripts so that may or may not ever materialise), then went to Duck & Rice where a) there was a lion dance, b) there was a drag queen quiz [much to Lindsay's annoyance as it was loud], and c) a man asked us for money for a bus home after his ride fucked off on him & was surprised when, actually having change for once, we gave him some when no one else would talk to him. This unfortunately prolonged the conversation somewhat but eh.
I was subtly dragged by a fortune cookie: https://www.instagram.com/p/BP298RiDMRr/
Dinner was OK but someone in the kitchen fucked up and cancelled Sam's order, leaving us to go find her food elsewhere (still raining) although this did give me the opportunity to sigh wistfully over the pretty boys working in the other shop (accurate term; all clearly in their early twenties and absurdly, unkissably beautiful); Lindsay has been a human-shaped sulk and it's really put an additional dampener on what should have been an okay day of non-restriction. FFS. [NVM. Cute bears started following me on Instagram].
And now I am in work early. Thoughts from the shower: America is currently doing the America thing in its most typical way - being VERY VERY BAD and commensurately VERY VERY GOOD incredibly loudly. The UK is also being very much itself; our Government is a shambles, we are trying to suck up to the absolute worst people possible (repressive regimes! YAY! OUR FAVOURITE! Fuck the EU! etc), and I am about ready to start burning people alive.
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https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B01MYDCTG9 // https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MYDCTG9
Once I'd dragged myself out of my dreams, which disappointingly have caught up to reality and insist on including the Bannon/Trump/Pence/Ryan situation (thanks) I grabbed Sam and went into town to see what was going on CNY-wise. We missed the main parade etc but there were a couple of stages and stalls and the shops were heaving (still managed to pick up some tai yaki and a black sesame moon cake), and also it has PISSED IT DOWN ALL DAY - I feel bad because Sam has the problem all my female friends with dyed hair have (weird men, usually drunk, insist on making lengthy conversation with them - this time I made Sam go stand in a different part of the shop), whereas I had the same thing *I* always have on occasions like this, which is the much less objectionable "standard-issue pretty girl asks the Obviously Gay White Dude to take her photo with $object", which happens to me at least once a week in central London.
https://www.instagram.com/p/BP2yRQCDmps/
We went to Bubbleology so that Sam could have her bubble tea, then next door to Tsujiri so I could have matcha sundae AND fucking latte -- https://www.instagram.com/p/BP2ylpLD5WC/ // https://www.instagram.com/p/BP2yuqpDPw5/
We sat in Starbucks a bit to avoid the rain, hung around in Gosh (Abi's comic, Transrealities, is there; I have a script for a comic I wrote a while back sitting with a friend of mine who wanted scripts so that may or may not ever materialise), then went to Duck & Rice where a) there was a lion dance, b) there was a drag queen quiz [much to Lindsay's annoyance as it was loud], and c) a man asked us for money for a bus home after his ride fucked off on him & was surprised when, actually having change for once, we gave him some when no one else would talk to him. This unfortunately prolonged the conversation somewhat but eh.
I was subtly dragged by a fortune cookie: https://www.instagram.com/p/BP298RiDMRr/
Dinner was OK but someone in the kitchen fucked up and cancelled Sam's order, leaving us to go find her food elsewhere (still raining) although this did give me the opportunity to sigh wistfully over the pretty boys working in the other shop (accurate term; all clearly in their early twenties and absurdly, unkissably beautiful); Lindsay has been a human-shaped sulk and it's really put an additional dampener on what should have been an okay day of non-restriction. FFS. [NVM. Cute bears started following me on Instagram].
And now I am in work early. Thoughts from the shower: America is currently doing the America thing in its most typical way - being VERY VERY BAD and commensurately VERY VERY GOOD incredibly loudly. The UK is also being very much itself; our Government is a shambles, we are trying to suck up to the absolute worst people possible (repressive regimes! YAY! OUR FAVOURITE! Fuck the EU! etc), and I am about ready to start burning people alive.
[Support your local Antifa: http://thing.bigcartel.com/product/10-000-x-10-000-dead-fascists-candles-antifa-legal-support-benefit]