So, last night I got spoilt rotten. Didn't get much of my reading done, but did do some laundry, then went to Lucy's for stew and things. You can tell someone's your best friend when they give you a present incorporating two Indian tampons, a ruler covered in schizophrenia art, of which
this is one of the images, two tramadol and some hardcore form of diazepam for your period pains. Oh, and a ring, which fits perfectly on my right ring finger and is very similar to my wedding ring. Tis awesomely awesome. Today I'm working from home, which is also awesome. The two series of The Tudors that I bought off someone at Sali's work turned up today. I think this evening will be a JRM-fest. However, in the meantime, I've found myself on the Daily Mirror's website to find....
(A) That their journalistic abilities and grasp of alternative culture is as
tight as ever.
and
(B) It is actually possible to
die of excitement....over Lego.