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So, before I dash out to pick up Chris, and to descend into the madness of "oh my god we leave tomorrow did I pack everything what was I meant to be bringing *hyperventilate*", there are two very important things I have to say:
Firstly, happy birthday as of, uh, about eleven hours ago to ms _unhurt_ - I hope you have a marvellous day, and that there is Pub, and Friends and Family and Icon and general excellentness and Canadiana and cryptozoology and generally all the things which make you happy. *squishes carefully and with great affection* I'm so, so glad to have started to get to know you this year, you always light up my friends page, and always have something interesting, hilarious, mildly disturbing or insightful (or all four!) to say. <3
And, secondly, and please forgive me for the advance here - a happy birthday in a day/day and a half to the ever-wondrous eyesmakeacircle - I hope you too have a great day, with everything and everyone you love in some manner at least. *snuggles super tight* Finally getting to meet you (several times, even!) last year was one of the absolute highlights of my travels, and you're even wiser, wittier, and more heart-warming to just BE with in person that you seemed online (which was, you know, already quite a lot). Much love, blessings, and looking forward to getting to see you again. Kia kaha, L.
And now back to packing panic. People whose birthdays fall end Sept/most of Oct? I love you all dearly, but there are SO MANY of you (*shakes fist at parents!*) and as a result, my postal abilities sidle off and get sloshed in a dark bar somewhere out past the spiral arm of the galaxy and, er, in short? Your birthday cards will all be late. This is entirely due to my flaws and not at all symptomatic of any lack of regard for you. Well, that and the fact I suck donkey balls at photoshop so the 'making them' approach does not usually end well. :D
The good thing about leaving packing to the last minute? Is that generally whatever I DO forget it hilariously obvious once I'm too far away to retrieve it. Oh well. *steels self for the inevitable* (Hey, I have socks, a car, and a laptop, what more do I need?)
Trying to watch ZooTV Sydney is a freakin' mindfuck because, well, a) U2 and 2) I'm SO used to watching Stockholm by preference that bits of this seem utterly shiny and new now. Rock. Oh, hey, all-knowing flist? If you were my copy of That Particular Much Music Interview? Where would you be? Because someone might be a little obsessed with checking who one of the VJ people in it is because Someone is a COMPLETE FREAK. The end. <3
Firstly, happy birthday as of, uh, about eleven hours ago to ms _unhurt_ - I hope you have a marvellous day, and that there is Pub, and Friends and Family and Icon and general excellentness and Canadiana and cryptozoology and generally all the things which make you happy. *squishes carefully and with great affection* I'm so, so glad to have started to get to know you this year, you always light up my friends page, and always have something interesting, hilarious, mildly disturbing or insightful (or all four!) to say. <3
And, secondly, and please forgive me for the advance here - a happy birthday in a day/day and a half to the ever-wondrous eyesmakeacircle - I hope you too have a great day, with everything and everyone you love in some manner at least. *snuggles super tight* Finally getting to meet you (several times, even!) last year was one of the absolute highlights of my travels, and you're even wiser, wittier, and more heart-warming to just BE with in person that you seemed online (which was, you know, already quite a lot). Much love, blessings, and looking forward to getting to see you again. Kia kaha, L.
And now back to packing panic. People whose birthdays fall end Sept/most of Oct? I love you all dearly, but there are SO MANY of you (*shakes fist at parents!*) and as a result, my postal abilities sidle off and get sloshed in a dark bar somewhere out past the spiral arm of the galaxy and, er, in short? Your birthday cards will all be late. This is entirely due to my flaws and not at all symptomatic of any lack of regard for you. Well, that and the fact I suck donkey balls at photoshop so the 'making them' approach does not usually end well. :D
The good thing about leaving packing to the last minute? Is that generally whatever I DO forget it hilariously obvious once I'm too far away to retrieve it. Oh well. *steels self for the inevitable* (Hey, I have socks, a car, and a laptop, what more do I need?)
Trying to watch ZooTV Sydney is a freakin' mindfuck because, well, a) U2 and 2) I'm SO used to watching Stockholm by preference that bits of this seem utterly shiny and new now. Rock. Oh, hey, all-knowing flist? If you were my copy of That Particular Much Music Interview? Where would you be? Because someone might be a little obsessed with checking who one of the VJ people in it is because Someone is a COMPLETE FREAK. The end. <3