It Really Hurt My Feelings. And My Body.
I spent my first night in my lodgings for the new year of university with between two and four cats on my bed at any one time. My hostess's fourteen-year-old son watches Supernatural and recognises a ukulele when he hears it, which bodes well, and poisoned us all barely an hour after I arrived by leaving a pan of oil on the hob unattended, which doesn't.
I feel it is going to be an interesting year.
Anyway! I've got stamps, I've got envelopes and I've got a forty-five minute train journey to campus in the mornings. Anyone want a letter? Comments are screened; I'll unscreen ones that don't include an address. (If there's a fictional character you'd particularly like a letter from - letters from fictional characters are fabulous - let me know! If you definitely just want a letter from Riona, rather than a Winchester or a member of Torchwood or a pregnant Chad Michael Murray (I'm willing to give the 'characters' from Supernatural and Top Gear RPF a go, but Chad Michael Murray will always be pregnant and Piers Morgan will always be a zombie), you might want to specify that as well.)
I feel it is going to be an interesting year.
Anyway! I've got stamps, I've got envelopes and I've got a forty-five minute train journey to campus in the mornings. Anyone want a letter? Comments are screened; I'll unscreen ones that don't include an address. (If there's a fictional character you'd particularly like a letter from - letters from fictional characters are fabulous - let me know! If you definitely just want a letter from Riona, rather than a Winchester or a member of Torchwood or a pregnant Chad Michael Murray (I'm willing to give the 'characters' from Supernatural and Top Gear RPF a go, but Chad Michael Murray will always be pregnant and Piers Morgan will always be a zombie), you might want to specify that as well.)