Um. So, I was walking up The Terrace at lunchtime and I had a wee peak at the overseas flight prices in the window of Flight Centre. Just cos ( Read more... )

And here it is, folks: the token happy positive New Year's post. Y'know, the one with all the resolutions and memories and stuff.

First of all, the stats for 2008 are as follows:

( Bridget Jones stylez )

Well, I'm back. Woo ( Read more... )

I am in Glasgow. Everyone sounds sexy. I am tired. I have spent too much money. I am in love with New York, and am already planing a trip back. NYC Pizza is incredible. Heathrow airport is evil. Leeds was like being transported back to Uni- loved it. Somehow managed not to drown in the mud. Have blisters all the way up my legs. I saw Jack White and ( Read more... )

Things to do before Monday, when I am officially out of here:

* Pack. The idea is making me physically ill. Nyeh blegh.- 3.46pm Sunday- nearly done. Might have to switch suitcases though. Ugh. WOO DONE!!!!

* In order to pack, yank suitcase back from stepmummy, who borrowed it some time ago.

* Do a metric fucktonne of washing. One more small ( Read more... )

I am holding my eyes open with tooth picks. It's COLD. I have work in the morning. But...haven't updated in a while, might not be able to for a few days, and...yeah. So, here are some more adventures from everyone's favourite Queen of the Bullet Points ( Read more... )

WIN:

*THE TRIP! THE TRIP!!!!!! THE TRRRIIIIIIP!!!!!!!!! Ahem
*Been chatting to some luvalee men on NZDating. Two of whom I'm planning on meeting soon. See, cynima, I did as you said, and got back on the horse ( Read more... )

DEWD ( Read more... )

* miriamus's 20th served to remind me just why I barely touch red wine. Never mind sculling it straight from the bottle. FAIL. PAIN. URGH. Sorry, anord* Knitting and Rufus Wainwright is indeed a heavenly combination. Almost finished Ilyssa's blanket, too ( Read more... )