I actually can't stop listening to Judas by Lady Gaga. Honestly - it's like an illness.

Anyway anyway - I'm Up North this week. It is, for the most part, EXCELLENT; I have nothing to do but be sociable and look lovely in repose.

Time off tends to make me a bit restless these days (i.e. I've forgotten what to do in my free time because it's so ( Read more... )

Sometimes, I really hate how much I love the Top 40; I'm so mainstream, it's embarrassing.

Other news:
- made some chocolate and peanut butter fudge; it's so sweet, it sort of makes me want to die.
- pub quiz was Not Good. That isn't to say it wasn't enjoyable - the company was excellent, the questions were not. Although that was totally a picture of ( Read more... )

Two things:

- My dad knows I am moving to Nottingham. I did not tell him; I made my mother do it.

- My dad fixed my Kingdom Key keyring that broke ages ago and I thought he'd forgotten about.

(It's unfair that these things had to coincide - unfair that he had to pick today to be so considerate, while I chose to be so inconsiderate. If anyone needs me ( Read more... )

Have dyed my hair in anticipation of next weekend's Socially Awkward Picnic. I'm sort of hoping that my flawless (or, at least, no longer obviously grey) roots will detract from the fact that I'll look like I slept on a bus then spent a morning wandering the streets ( Read more... )

Sometimes, I forget how much I bloody love The Avengers. I mean, really - it's beautiful, and it's weird, and it's aspirational and I adore it.

(Anyone want to guess what I've been watching this morning?)

In other news, I'm actually trudging through my to-do list (for a change.) Finances are almost in order, such as they are - the amount of money I ( Read more... )

Taxed my car yesterday. £125 of fictional money ( Read more... )

Today, I have spent a great deal of money that I do not really have. Stupid Fathers' Day. Stupid family birthdays. Stupid...holiday in Cyprus for which I needed some t-shirts and books and holiday insurance, apparently ( Read more... )

My computer has been doing some frankly tragic stuff of late. I've had enough laptops to know when one is, essentially, preparing to go to sleep one day and never wake up - I've developed a genuine hesitance to close its lid. Truthfully.
I remember when my last laptop reached this stage; how I'd be able to tell by the whirring of its fan whether or ( Read more... )

Dancing on Ice is back tonight. Man, I love Dancing on Ice. Torvill and Dean posted the lamest photo on their new Twitter feed and I genuinely said, 'Aww!' out loud before I caught myself and felt ridiculous. In my defence, it was fairly adorable.

Managed to convince my mother that we didn't need to go shopping, only to discover that I'm out of ( Read more... )

I've spent most of this evening drifting around YouTube; I'm sure none of you will be shocked to learn that the Are You Being Served? film is just as terrible as you might imagine. It'd been a few years since I saw it last, and it hasn't improved...I should probably feel more ashamed than I do for having laughed at it as much as I did, but I am ( Read more... )