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I need longer days, or at the very least less procrastination. (And speaking of which who linked to this game? Pure evil.)
Once upon a time I used to write actual livejournal entries. With words and sentences and actual thinky thoughts and all that. Now... I've actually managed to sort out and upload the photos from Spain, but as for writing a post and filling in the context and all those impressions where I didn't snap a picture... Relegated to the backlog, or more precisely the ever increasing amount of little yellow Notitzzettel documents, along with comments about DW S3, the OotP movie, a long, rambling post about my female identity, or lack thereof, and god knows what else.
(I also need a Doctor Who coffee tea mug; Tardis or Daleks, though? Decisions, decision... Cafepress has Torchwood stuff, but the last time I ordered from them I payed about the same amount for customs as the stuff originally cost, so I'm not doing that again any time soon. Must curb fangirlish urges and be rational. Or at least more rational. Pre-ordered JB's (auto)biography yesterday (*sigh*), even though I'm rather skeptic of biographies written this early in someone's life, when everyone concerned is still alive, kicking and likely to be offended, as they tend to be somewhere between pointless and just not very interesting. Then again, JB, never-ending source of TMI. I guess everyone in his life has learned to put up with it by now...)
It's raining again. It started last Wednesday, let up a bit over the weekend, and now I'm listening to the rain pattering on the trees and window-sill. I wasn't ready to say good-bye to summer yet, and so suddenly. I still want a bit of warmth, not long sleeves and a coat... I went for a walk-with-the-camera yesterday for a few hours in the afternoon, mostly on cemeteries, and took gloomy black and white pictures, because that was all the weather was suited for.
Anyway. Bed & sleep now.