When she tried to steal my big green hoodie yesterday, using the simple expedient of running out of the house wearing it, she left her car keys behind. *facepalm*
Some days I wonder how she makes it out of work alive.

I have had a deeply satisfyingly boring weekend. Went shopping with sister, watched Flashpoint, wrested custody of hoodie back from ( Read more... )

I wore actual-facts 1930s shoes for 12 hours straight last night and I've only just got full feeling back in my feet. And it is not the feeling of happy feet. This is the risk of getting to run round with fantastic hair in fabulous hats (there were 18 hairgrips and four Hail Mary's holding my hat on). There was a point towards the end where all ( Read more... )

Oh, that's just adorable.
( Moff tiem #1 )

I am mortally embarrassed because I don't mind if the band found my entry about their gig but I never needed to know that they did. Even if they left a perfectly lovely comment and I wrote nothing I haven't/wouldn't say to their faces. *resumes flail*

I realise I should not be on the internet, I do. This is how the internet works. People google ( Read more... )

I did not know they were making The Men Who Stared At Goats into a film.
I did not know it was Ewan McGregor and George Cloney and Jeff Bridges and Kevin Spacey and a GOAT in it.
Now I do.

Oh man, I have to see this.

NO GOAT NO GLORY!!!!

This is going to be my new war cry.