the only way to confront sunday ennui.

This is the sort of thing I do when half cut. visit...

www.redsquirrels.info/squirrelcam.html

a red quirrel conservation project, dont you know.

I chanced upon Mr Bragg outside Midnight Espresso where he was being actively (hilariously) accosted by middle aged ladies & their daughters & their cell-picture-phone things. Smugly, I wasn't about to molest him with technology- no- because I had knitted him a nice red scarf- he said "I will wear it with joy". The bit he m-i-ght find odd is the ( Read more... )

pink alien space mice- I wanna be one.

I nearly spluttered out a mouthful of hot tea in mirth. Dear god this is funny.

I've been told how great Spaced is for millennia. Now I finally get to see some. You shoulde too!

I've had this going through my head all night- Blur Tracy Jacks. & I haven't heard it in ages. I'd love to stay here and be normal. But It's just so Overrated'. This whole wedding thing is finally driving me up the wall. I feel like an alien anthropologist observing the bizarre habits of earthlings.The inclusion of Magic America just seems apposite ( Read more... )

no matter how many times I watch this, its a struggle to avoid unintentional projectile splurting of tea from my mouth. Oh how I laugh. So, gathering from the buttocks...

Why? Because I've had seven texts from an ex, over the last fortnight, none of which I've replied to, and I'm starting to feel a bit stalked. If I'd known he was coming back into my life, I never would have got that plane back here ( Read more... )

It is easter. No eggs for meee. only an evil cold. But I just emailed in, finally, that first Mansfield essay, & now I have an enormous bowl of tomatoe-y vege pasta. Plus righteous political debate with victory_gin re sexism v. women in the military & by the Daily ******* Mail. And bedddddd. Mmm bed.