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01 December 2009 @ 11:36 pm
The Hack: "Did you get my text earlier?"

Me: "No...what text?"

The Hack: "It said, 'Christmas wouldn't be Christmas without M&S'." [cue pause for the punchline] "It would be Christma." [expectant face]

Me: "Uh...don't you mean Christa?"

The Hack: "...oh."

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Current Mood: amusedamused
So how long’s it been? A few months, right? Maybe longer. I’ve been off in a corporate fugue, working working working, but other stuff has happened as well, so let’s go through some of that.

Working Nine to FiveCollapse )

Calling Doctor Jones…Collapse )

Give Me The First TasteCollapse )

Picture ThisCollapse )

Like A Good Book, I Can’t Put This Day BackCollapse )

Here’s Where The Story EndsCollapse )

Chasing CarsCollapse )

Smooth CriminalCollapse )

Now I'm AwakeCollapse )

I think that’s probably about it. Or it’s all I can remember off the top of my head at 2 in the morning. Hope you're all well! Bonus points if anyone can name all the songs lyrics shamelessly thieved.

Oh wait - Christmas cards! If you'd like some season's greetings, send me a private message via LJ or drop me an email. I have a stash waiting, and a Post Office down the road :)

Much love,
Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
25 November 2009 @ 05:22 pm
Sorry. You know I can never resist a good pun!

Anyhoo, I've PM'd the author of the story which has such remarkable similarities to mine.

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Hopefully that covers the civil but vexed tone I'm after. Imagine me at my most British, and you've got the vibe I'm feeling.

Anyway! I'm almost done with my big damn blog post, aka my life in five short acts. It's blustery as hell here - winter's being blown in on storms and showers this year - and I'm taking great satisfaction from the fact I'm warm inside, well-supplied with tea, while the wind howls outside.

Small, secret pleaures - they're wonderful things. So, I'm curious: if you have one small pleasure in life, what is it?
Current Mood: calmcalm
13 July 2009 @ 07:07 pm
My cat died.

I'm gutted. I had her for 15 years. She used to run out onto the driveway when she heard my car coming home, and wake me up at 2am because she was lonely, then sit on my bed and purr. She was a fantastic cat, and it just breaks my heart.

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11 June 2009 @ 07:56 pm
So the Hack has just been made redundant.

Rats. Rats. Gigantic, hairy, plague-bearing rats.
Current Mood: grumpygrim
05 June 2009 @ 09:37 pm
I have two codes for Dreamwidth. If you want one, comment - comments are screened.
Current Mood: cheerfulcheerful
31 May 2009 @ 11:39 pm
Just saw Star Trek.

Bloody hell, that was fun.
Current Mood: gobsmacked
28 May 2009 @ 09:04 pm
My Harry Potter WIP has been nominated for the Dramione Awards! How very cool :D If it was one of you guys - thank you so much! What a fab surprise :D
26 May 2009 @ 10:56 pm
Why is fanfiction.net so shit? Every time I want to update, it has a fit and refuses to upload. ARGH. ARRRRRGH.

Also, the Hack has got us tickets to see Boyzone at the O2 on Friday. He has to interview them, so likely I will be surrounded by delicious Irish accents. I was never much of a fan back in the day, but my inner fourteen year old still had a stargasm at the thought.

Does anyone else remember the hideous cream knitted polonecks they wore in the video for Love Me For A Reason? Oh, nineties. I miss you. I miss you so.

He has also caved and agreed to take me to see Star Trek on Sunday at the IMAX. We went for dim sum and cocktails on Monday with some of the old crew from M&S Brent Cross and after hearing they liked it, he was finally persuaded it was for normal people and not just hopeless geeks like me.

Borders have a 3 for 2 on all kids' books at the moment, so I bought Scott Westerfeld's entire repertoire (there is a whole thinky thoughts post to come on the Uglies series), Marcus Sedgwick's latest, because I love a bit of gothic horror, and The Demon's Lexicon, because it's a fab book, and I'd like to reread it.

The Hack is absolutely Twitter-obsessed. He proudly tells me each day how many followers he has (296, in case you were wondering.) Apparently Richard Bacon is tweeting him. Who is Richard Bacon? I don't know, but I suspect it's not a match for the picture in my mind, which is of a large cartoon piece of streaky bacon who happens to be called Richard.

The ever-awesome [info]savage_midnight sent me a pile of books which I am slowly going through. I am quite enjoying the Karen Chance books, which are cracktastic, and somehow compelling.

Anyhoo, back to work tomorrow. First day on the new job. Wish me luck - I'll need it.
Current Mood: mischievous
18 May 2009 @ 06:46 pm
So, to go with the new flat, a new job. I've been promoted to womenswear manager at Watford. Yay!

Also, I went to see Romeo and Juliet at the Globe last night. It was a truly awesome experience - we were in the yard, the standing area, and the stage was right in front of us. Despite the drizzle, we had a great time - the actors sang and danced before the show (with lutes! I've never heard a lute played before), and during the play often came down into the yard.

It was one of the funniest adaptations I've seen - Mercutio and Benvolio were hilarious. Tybalt oozed sexy menace, Romeo and Juliet were a pair of idealists, and the Nurse was brilliant - funny, affectionate, practical.

Also, my ticket was free! A lovely man asked me if I was going to buy a ticket, and on learning I was, said he had one spare. Hurrah for random kindness from strangers!

Alas, in true London fashion, it was balanced with random weirdness from strangers. There I was, reading The Touch of Twilight in the tube when he approached, clearly scenting weakness, or possibly just my fabulous BPAL Lick It Again perfume. He waved some religious iconography in my face and asked if I was saved.

I explained that no, no, I wasn't, but I wasn't religious.

As it turned out, those were not the droids he was looking for. Cue five minutes of frothing rage as he told me at the top of his voice I was going to burn in hell. It is kind of hot in the tubes, but I wouldn't call it hellish. As the train arrived, I made sure I took a different carriage and spent my return mercifully undisturbed.

So, promotion, production, perdition. What a start to the week!
Current Mood: amused