Tuesday morning before driving down to London, I got my hair cut. It WAS almost shoulder length. It now looks like ( this )

Rest days mid-Shenanigans, when all you do is watch 12 episodes of SG1 and read Jack/Daniel porn are wonderful wonderful things. My whole body seems to be much happier with me - but that's also due to own bed and ravensword's TENS unit ( Read more... )

Livejournal have pulled a lot of shit recently, but this latest could actually be the straw that breaks the camels back, at least for me. Apparently they are cracking down on any journals that have gay content, like literally locking people out of their journals/deleting journals without warning. All part of the Russian anti-gay thing, I would ( Read more... )

Yesterday was definitely a Monday, with a side-order of unmitigated disaster ( Read more... )

So here I am, sitting in my 11th floor room, once again at the Ibis in Wembley. I ordered pizza and chocolate fudge cake and nommed it happily. And now I'm watching more SG1 ( Read more... )

It amuses me on twitter, when a band/artist tweet and they get a flood of replies along the vein of 'oh my god i love you, please follow you'. Only that band is actually following me back and I'm sitting there tinking 'why the hell are you following me, I tweet a bunch of shit ( Read more... )

I survived my first solo day in London, my first payment run in London and my first night in London. It was all a wee bit stressful to start with; I got here and discovered the systems were down. All of them. But they came back up at lunchtime, I was able to get the runs approved, uploaded to the payment systems and get two director authorisations ( Read more... )

Two weeks into my commuting to Birmingham by train and I’m definitely falling into a love/hate relationship with it. It’s a lot quieter than my bus ride from Lancaster to Preston but the people are infinitely more annoying than the loud students. They are, not to put too fine a point on it, ignorant twats. They’re on a busy, rush hour, commuter ( Read more... )

I swear the only possible explanation for how I'm feeling right now is that I'm getting old. A few years ago it was so much easier to have an early morning, a day at work and then a late night, then get up and go to work. This morning I feel SO fuzzy it's bloody ridiculous though ( Read more... )