DEAR THE INTERNETS ( Read more... )

Dear Universe,

Mondays do not have to feature the following:

- sick staff members
- animals in acute respiratory emergency
- animals in acute hypovolaemic shock
- animals with complicated trauma (soft tissue)
- animals with complicated trauma (bony tissue)
- animals with projectile anything- animals with any combination of the above that should ( Read more... )

The way that I am obsessively refreshing my email waiting for the yay-or-nay email regarding presale for Muse is possibly only exceeded in dorkiness by the way that I have also queued up two seperate gigsandtours tabs for general sale tomorrow (one for each day), plus a tab for ticketmaster ( Read more... )

Hi internets ( Read more... )

The squee of my flist makes me buy gig tickets. And I'm sticking to that excuse. Ahem.

(Panic at the Disco at Brixton in February next year. Lol beginning the month with Panic and ending it with Rammstein)

Also on DreamWidth, comment where you will!

In entirely different news, guess who's Rammstein tickets arrived today? :D :D :D

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1) mmmm, listy ( Read more... )

So yesterday at work was pretty much dead, except for the final hour and a half of opening (and the tiiiime beyond that I got as overtime) which was basically a big ol' steaming pile of what the actual fuck?And the less said about this morning, probably the better, except that apparently I'm now the most attractive dog chew toy in the entirity of ( Read more... )

31 Days of Writing
9. Do you share your writing publicly or keep it private? Have you or would you like to be published?

The mists-of-time (aka: the stuff I wrote when I was a pre-internet teenager) things are NEVER going to see the light of day. I don't even know where most of the floppy disks that they are on even are any more. Apart from that ( Read more... )

Two days in one, as I missed yesterday due to having my brain exploded from awesome at Milton Keynes Bowl (Milton Keynes itself is not--sad to say--awesome. Milton Keynes itself is the land of neverending roundabouts and road/pedestrian junctions that look like dropped bowls of noodles, and make abour as much sense as that comparison).

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