My weekend featuring Blade and glorious surreality.

[wraithwitch]

I owe lots of people emails and comments but my brain is not currently present in this locale so it'll have to wait 'til morning. Art I'm meant to be doing can wait til morning too.

I had a floor picnic with Blade yesterday. There was listening to Syd Barrett and that awful trippy sitting-alone-on-a-bench-with-you Pretty Things song which we've

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[anonymous]

you have a character named after a vegetable? I like it. i want a whole veg-series. you could highlight the seasonal changes :)

[wraithwitch]

Don't be a wench - you know perfectly well you're talking about shallots and I'm talking about Shalott as in the Tennyson poem. Besides, as soon as they get out west they use the new names they made up =P
x

[anonymous]

as far as i can see it is a story of traitors. people who desert the Motherland for the evil empire. i have no sympathy. :(

[wraithwitch]

Ha! We'll go to Russia next time - promise xxx

[anonymous]

I love this!
It would be so nice if you could've actually gone back and save H... If I will find a time machine, you will be the first I'll tell it, you can borrow it anytime.

[wraithwitch]

*spies a tumblr creature*

Oh! misswingless is that you?

If I may borrow your theoretical time machine when you find it, I'll bring you back a hat - or whiskey - or anything else you might fancy from 1880s Arizona - hell, you can write me a shopping list =)

[anonymous]

Oh crap, one can't go anonym these days? :P

*if you wonder what am I doing here again at all, I'm just having an awful time and I needed some story to cheer me up, I am definietly not stalking you again*