Poetry

the heart is not a bird

The internet and indeed the world is pissing me off today. I spent three hours in the bath finishing The Heretic's Apprentice and drinking whisky and eating Haribo, which was a lot better than trying to converse, and my beloved boyfriend distracted me from murder thoughts afterward by sticking me in front of TV ( Read more... )

I was so very much going to finish this a little earlier but I was distracted by a) my father emailing me and then attempting a conversation and the subsequent near-panic attack, and b) infinitely more pleasantly the wonderful world of BBC Wildlife. All BBC Wildlife camerapeople are clearly mental but in a thoroughly charming way ( Read more... )

Have taken a moratorium on everything ever and paid a fee so that I could watch the David Attenborough marathon on a channel I don't normally have access to (Eden, which is one of the few channels I would actually LIKE to have access to, what with it being wall-to-wall wildlife documentaries), and am now trying to soothe the day-long groundless ( Read more... )

=minervasolo is right, that last episode of Sir David's adventures with Madagascan wildlife was especially Willard Price. I was by turns delighted and horrified and delighted again. Also, gosh, was he ever *dishy*, that young David ( Read more... )

http://www.parlour-games.co.uk

That is the website for my book, thank you clockworkwasp for making this happen. :D [coding mine, hosting & domain hers]

Spent most of today either in cellardoor28's house or travelling to and from it; had a couple of lovely cups of tea, watched some Attenborough, showed Sus ( Read more... )

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