...oh, man. I am a giant ball of fail right now, guys. ( Still sick-ish, random maritime stories, general dopeyness. )

Oh, my childhood. ! My brother just got back from Melbourne, and as well as the delicious green goo, he brought a bunch of stuff from my aunt, and she found Furry Friends chocolates. Oh my GOD. And I am having attacks of nostalgia all over the place and neither mum nor Mark remember them at all. (Philistines ( Read more... )

Uggh. So. It turns out that when you say you'll get your ass into gear and deal with stuff the following morning, what ACTUALLY happens is that you get unexpectedly struck with Martian Death Flu (seriously, I have no idea where it came from (outer space?!?), no one else I know except Kat is sick and that would just be a scary transmission method) ( Read more... )