:shakes head:
Y'know, it was my intention to post pics from Gallifrey. And to tell you all about T-Rex's magical predictive ability to forecast my bag coming out #7 from the chute at the airport. And how my costumes were a big hit. And Gally wasn't nearly as stressful as it was last year.
And I wanted to write about something that happened at work with a trans client.
And I wanted to tell you all about the adventures of my new futon; and about this morning's plumbing disaster.
But I keep finding it so very late by the time I get round to it.
So instead, I give you a picture of some yummy oniony pillows of deliciousness, what were meant to be hamburger buns but wound up a bit more puffed up than that.
And how are you, flist?
And I wanted to write about something that happened at work with a trans client.
And I wanted to tell you all about the adventures of my new futon; and about this morning's plumbing disaster.
But I keep finding it so very late by the time I get round to it.
So instead, I give you a picture of some yummy oniony pillows of deliciousness, what were meant to be hamburger buns but wound up a bit more puffed up than that.
And how are you, flist?