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You big bunch of enablers, you!
I have been told by a wise and formidable woman (well, daphyn ) that relapsing into LJ is not only allowed, it is encouraged.
However, I have accidentally had a few pints and no food and my brain has gone walkabout, so this entry shall mostly consist of -
Hi. I'm on Twitter. Say hi to @Gem_Clair.
JZ x
Posted via LiveJournal app for iPhone.
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Intriguing.
So...
It turns out, sitting in the back garden, drinking too much wine, till midnight, at my parents' house does actually open the secret door to 2004, (where LJ was waiting like a small, yappy type dog!)
I wonder how I get through the door to 1977? That probably involves absinthe and chucking rockstar hissy fits in hotel rooms, doesn't it? I might ( Read more... ) -
Evenin'!
There is absolutely no reason to get obsessed with yet another social network, but LJ was my online crack long before I started shooting up FaceBook and smoking Twitter, so I figure it's more of a relapse than anything else.
(Pushing the drug metaphor a little far? Yeah, thought so!)
Anyway, hello, old friends. I'm kind of temporarily possibly back.
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Easing in gently, with texty madness.
My old text messages make me laugh ( Read more... ) -
A distinct lack of girlness.
Here's what's got me worried ( Read more... ) -
Twitter-pated.
Morning all.
(Well, afternoon, really, but most of my f-list is at least 5 hours behind me, so the law of averages says it'll be morning for most of you.)
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My heart is broken.
I came online today to fill my post with random inane rubbish, but in wandering through cyber space I just got sucker punched.
David Eddings, fantasy legend, died on June 2nd at the age of 77.
I've loved David's work since I was probably too young to read it, and can think of no other writer whose stories inhabit my head so completely. David and his ( Read more... ) -
A plan for the future.
When I grow up, I want to be Calleigh Duquesne.
Can someone sort that out for me, please?
Cheers! -
'And, lo, so it came to pass, Jez got off her ass and got broadband in her new house.'
Yes indeed, after having moved into my new house and said at least 3 times a week since October that I needed to get the internet in my new house, I finally did it.
And it's lovely. I can check email, and watch the BBC for the news, and do research for work, and arrange for the plumber to come to my new house and of course, LJ can creep back out af ( Read more... ) -
SMS stand for Strange Mad ...something else
Or, 'What happens when my cracked brain, and the cracked brain of my very best friend, spills out in text message form.'
Right, so lily_st_regis and I have a tendency to watch mad TV programmes. Currently, the ‘House Of Crack Fuelled Programming’ that is ITV is showing a series called ‘Lost In Austen’, where a girl not all together dissimilar from ourselves ( Read more... )