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Not the most thrilling of evenings, purging ones inbox, but I want to keep on top of my correspondence this year. I purge my wardrobe tomorrow ( Read more... )

Thursday night was the monthly London droo fan gathering at the Fitzroy Tavern, which I'd not been to for a number of months prior. It definitely does not attract the numbers it used to. That was made very obvious when apparently only 8, *8* people rocked up to the anniversary drinking session that preceded this one. The other groups I kind of ( Read more... )

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April Fool JokeI, and few others on mah flist, are on a Droo mailing list which has kinda died of late, other than people bickering over what constitutes spoilers/fair warnings in email headers and content. It's all got very silly, with a few people deliberately stirring, and then others utterly not getting that they're being played ( Read more... )

So my house currently smells of vile tar. The house across the road has been having it slapped on the roof since before 9am, but it manages to get through *every* tiny draft hole and it's making feel rather ill, even holed up the furthest room with everything shut ( Read more... )