LoTs, Weddings and the Land of the Free
So. My minions. Where shall I start.
...I am going to be a bridesmaid. This involves a pretty yellow medieval dress that looks like something STRAIGHT out of the cut Rivendell Farewell scene in Fellowship of the Ring (mum and i are making the bloody things, so it fits well even if yellow is NOT my colour), ridiculous heels that will punch through the lawn and moor me to the floor, and a hen's night with Humorous headgear and alcohol.
...if I ever get married, I am eloping to outer mongolia. Good luck finding me there, wedding planners. You and your tiered cakes can eat my dust.
Also, I am through to round 2 of Law of Talos thanks to a forfeit by my opponent. Which is a pity, because my opponent Rocker is both lovely and talented - but this round's opponent exileddelusion is a heady mix of skilled, sweet and BLOODY TERRIFYING. But Kit gets to take on a traditionalist vampire.
All I have to say (Preacher fans out there will get this)is "WHERE'S YEH WANKY FOOKIN' ACCENT NOW, YEH BOLLICKS!?"
Extra days in perth, and extra work days bestowed upon me by the lovely Chaosmanor and Stephendedman, thankyou both, mean extra cash. My dream of US-hood is getting closer every day. I almost have enough for the ticket as it is - just need a decent job now, to earn enough for the bus fares and to live on. The plan at this stage depends on which of my friends are able and willing to accomodate me for a few days. I'll be starting at the west coast (LA) and working my way east. By bus and train. I barely survived last year's air travel as it was. One would think I may have had the sense to visit a closer continent. But...AMERICA. For a dozy aussie who's read too much Preacher, seen too many Clint Eastwood films and lived in the countryside for way too long, America's some kind of mecca.
I'll be seeing you stateside.
Love,
Pixie
...I am going to be a bridesmaid. This involves a pretty yellow medieval dress that looks like something STRAIGHT out of the cut Rivendell Farewell scene in Fellowship of the Ring (mum and i are making the bloody things, so it fits well even if yellow is NOT my colour), ridiculous heels that will punch through the lawn and moor me to the floor, and a hen's night with Humorous headgear and alcohol.
...if I ever get married, I am eloping to outer mongolia. Good luck finding me there, wedding planners. You and your tiered cakes can eat my dust.
Also, I am through to round 2 of Law of Talos thanks to a forfeit by my opponent. Which is a pity, because my opponent Rocker is both lovely and talented - but this round's opponent exileddelusion is a heady mix of skilled, sweet and BLOODY TERRIFYING. But Kit gets to take on a traditionalist vampire.
All I have to say (Preacher fans out there will get this)is "WHERE'S YEH WANKY FOOKIN' ACCENT NOW, YEH BOLLICKS!?"
Extra days in perth, and extra work days bestowed upon me by the lovely Chaosmanor and Stephendedman, thankyou both, mean extra cash. My dream of US-hood is getting closer every day. I almost have enough for the ticket as it is - just need a decent job now, to earn enough for the bus fares and to live on. The plan at this stage depends on which of my friends are able and willing to accomodate me for a few days. I'll be starting at the west coast (LA) and working my way east. By bus and train. I barely survived last year's air travel as it was. One would think I may have had the sense to visit a closer continent. But...AMERICA. For a dozy aussie who's read too much Preacher, seen too many Clint Eastwood films and lived in the countryside for way too long, America's some kind of mecca.
I'll be seeing you stateside.
Love,
Pixie