So, there is an hour and a half left in 2008.

( I am me. )

You know when it just isn't your day? It's made doubly disconcerting by the fact that it's a very British not-your-day. The toaster has broken, it's been pissing it down all day, all of my writing projects are going down the pan, and I just destroyed my jeans with my Dad's hose when trying to water his hanging baskets. It's as if being overseas for ( Read more... )

I HAVE TICKETS!!!

IN ROW D, NONETHELESS!

Oh, I can't believe how fast this has gone; two days ago I had no idea Russell and John would be in Cheltenham, now I have three tickets to both events, for me, Tara and Emma.

YAY!

I would be more excited; ecstatic and flailing with joy, even, but I spent the entire day yesterday feeling very, very ill ( Read more... )

Okay. Get ready for capslock and squeeing of the absolute, and I mean absolute, highest order.

Ready?

Okay.

( Bouncy-toed brilliance under this shiny, shiny cut. )

Glurk. Ack. Argghhhh.

Am back, tired beyond belief, extremely jet-lagged, but in a blessedly comfy bed back home! Hurrah!

Will do a full trip report soon. I'm now currently watching John Barrowman's The Making of Me; I had no idea it was on while I was away! Haven't seen much of it so far, but basically Scott and John are the loveliest couple ( Read more... )

Why the title is in French when I'm going nowhere near France is anyone's guess, but I'm off! Hurrah!

I won't be around until August 2nd, and won't be coherent until August 3rd. I've never had serious jet-lag before; that should be interesting.

Farewell!

- My suitcase is the most TARDIS-like thing I've ever encountered; it looks miniscule from the outside, but I could fit my whole bedroom into it.

- I need to throw out a lot of clothes ( Read more... )

GAGH GAGH GAGH.

I had a great fic planned for horizonssing's Day Fifteen; ten past ten and I haven't written a thing.

I also have an unfinished Chaucer essay for tomorrow, and have done no packing for a two-week sojurn to China which has me departing on Saturday.

*hides in the internet*

You'll never find me in here, self-preservation! Ha!

(In other ( Read more... )

Oh, dear. The closer Doctor Who approaches, the more I post, and the more I segue into an area marked 'random'. Still, I saw this over at sam42's place, and thought it was time I shamed myself.

( A million, billion books... )