I know I'm small, but I enjoy living anyway.
Sorry for lack of updatage lately, besides scrawling something down about costumes. Well, I say that, I haven't blogged since Friday. To me, that feels like ages.
Anyway, have a big fatass post with lots of cuts and piccytures to make up for it.
( He was 21. That is half of 42. )
Just for that, I love you. I was pretty much brought up on his music, so any Bolan fan is a friend of mine.
Ahem. Anyway.
Your costume is awesome! I love the braces. And I can't believe everyone else went in dressing gowns. Zero points for originality, there. Also, Google maps are evil.
Your heckles are legendary, lol. The 'it was my head' line makes me laugh like a member of the mentally ill every time you mention it. Which, to be fair, hasn't been that often. And congrats on the review.
I am slightly ashamed by the fact that my room is in a worse state that yours in the 'before' photo, and I'm still living at home. Note to self: tidy room.
I will certainly let you know if I'm ever in Sheffield, though I must stress how unlikely this is, unless I decide to become a teenage runaway. And I would love to come to your panto, but again, I have no idea how I would get there. Argh, I hate how over-the-top protective my parents are. I feel so left out of all these meet-ups :(
Also, all this talk of food is making me hungry. I want to go raid the cupboards, but I'm supposed to be on a diet. Aw, fuck it.
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And thanks! I'm working up a collection of just random things like that (Claire's Accessories- surprisingly non-wanky) because you can bend them into anything. That and I'm just a bit strange.
Google maps have usually sorted me out fine before now. I'm gonna have to find something else to get me places now :-( Either that or have to actually pay to use public transport.
I don't know where that heckle came from. I said it, and the room sort of went silent before they laughed. I've never had that reaction before or since. I want it again. Must keep trying...
Right, I'm gonna devote my time to thinking up excuses to get your parents to let you come to Sheffield. If it means having to come down there on the train and badger them personally until they let you, that's what I'll do. Tho I'mthinking there must be a simpler way. Maybe we could say you won the ticket as the vaguely crappy second prize in some kind of prize draw you forgot you entered, or something. Why waste a prize?
I dunno, there must be something.
Go raid! Food is good. I've been constantly hungry for the last month. Should probably get something now, really. Hot food, preferably...
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Glam rock is awesome. Also, lol, my mum still listens to Westlife. It's weird - when it comes to modern stuff, she's very mainstream-top-40, but with the older music she's more into the Cure, the Clash, Aerosmith, all my favourite bands really. And this has no relevance whatsoever.
Unfortunately I doubt that would work, cause they know I'm just not a prize draw kind of person. Maybe I could say you used to go to my school and invited me to the play, or something? I dunno. I'll work on it.
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We're trying to get my mum to listen to everyone else's music. My parents have been married 25 years and we're only just getting success- she likes the Delays a lot. She still listens to Josh Groban almost constantly, but to be fair I quite like him, and I think my dad does a wee bit as well.
She once referred to Soundgarden as 'Samsguard'. My brother won't let her forget it.
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