Crystal Claire

Dungeon!

Thu, 29 Jun 2006 08:47:48 GMT

I escaped from the Dungeon of Crystal Claire!

I killed Editor the floating eye, Jiggery Pokery the kobold, Ippola the orc, Simont the fire elemental, Rowan Leigh the minotaur, Verlaine the kobold, Triskellian the giant spider, Kauket the giant spider, Onebyone the goblin, Kent the zombie, Clarisinda the mind flayer, Argyraspid the kobold, Spurious Fellow the rat, Absinthecity the leprechaun, Hatmandu the leprechaun, Ciaweth the owlbear and Tackline the minotaur.

I looted the Axe of Mono, the Armour of Thecesspit, a Figurine of Philipstorry, the Sword of Mistersleepless, the Wand of Music, the Axe of Eponymousarchon, the Wand of Music, a Figurine of Arosoff, the Amulet of Kyte, the Sceptre of Harry Potter and 281 gold pieces.

Score: 431

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Psych!

Thu, 11 May 2006 22:33:49 GMT

From Bateleur; here is me.

http://www.personaldna.com/report.php?k=JBdujIIpYGdZPVV-AO-ADACA-8699&u=1d26f8fe1dac

Squee!

Tue, 07 Feb 2006 21:11:02 GMT

The entity to be known as Lamus and Sheani is now created!
Had a lot of fun, copious splishy, and it was so good to see everyone - doesn't happen often enough. :)

And, of course, we invented one of the most exciting food products evarrrrrr.

Fancy a delicious snack?
P-P-Pick up yer Tip-Top Toffee Poppy Popcorn today!
Not got room for a large packet?
P-P-Pick up a Pocket Tip-Top Toffee Poppy Popcorn packet today!

Rawr!

In other news, I have to go to Germany for three days now. Bah.

...is love

Mon, 06 Jun 2005 14:57:15 GMT

I'm so happy!


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Meme

Wed, 25 May 2005 17:13:37 GMT

1. Who is #8 going out with? Me, I hope - on Saturday, to drink beer. :)
2. Is #9 a boy or a girl? Very girl.
3. Would #11 and #2 make a cute couple? I'm not sure how good the sex would be, but the arguments would be THE BEST!
4. What is #6's favourite band? Interesting... and I'm afraid I don't have any idea, but I should ask him. Or Stairsdangerous, who I'm more likely to see!
5. Does #1 have any siblings? Hmmm. I think so. Maybe one. A sister.
6. Would you ever date #7? Very unlikely, but it's possible we could bribe our boyfriends with the possibility.
7. What's #10's middle name? I don't know. If I had to guess, I would guess that it started with a J.
8. What's #5's favourite thing to do? Theatre? Kites? Travelling? I think probably spending time with Gavin.
9. Tell me a random fact about #11? Got rose wine in to the South London Theatre bar specially for the girlz.
10. And #1: She helped to build a prosperous and ludicrously bureaucratic civilisation in Verlaine's Ergo-Nomics
11. And #3: Regularly receives so many comments to his live journal entries that I am persistently surprised that he ever manages to read or write anything else ever at all.
12. Where does #9 live? London
13. What's #4's favourite color? Black
14. How did you meet #2? At a mono meet
15. Does #10 have any pets? He has a cat.
16. Who on the list have you known the longest? In real life, Bluedevi. Online, it's close between several.
17. Who on the list lives furthest away from you? I think it's Abigailb
18. Who on the list owes you a mix CD? Nobody, but I think I'm going to proclaim that Dakeyras owes me one. Just for giggles.

Random Friendslist Generator by katstevens
Username
1.	abigailb
2.	argyraspid
3.	mistersleepless
4.	rowan_leigh
5.	clarisinda
6.	lunaviola
7.	skorpionuk
8.	bluedevi
9.	absinthecity
10.	dakeyras
11.	editor

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Hmmmmm

Tue, 28 Sep 2004 15:39:56 GMT

If LJ Was a High School by Karen_Walker
Username
Principal	boingley
Lunch Lady	kyte
Head Cheerleader	caescarna
Quarterback	editor
Prom Queen	triskellian
Gang Member	toxicbunny
Band Geek	eponymousarchon
Theatre Geek	bateleur
Chess Club Captain	_kent
Loner Goth Kid	ippola
Class Clown	daenarys

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Answer me these questions three! If you would. :)

Mon, 02 Aug 2004 10:21:35 GMT

1. What are your three favourite words? (at the moment, on whim, use three as an approximate guide, off the top of your head)

2. If you have any kind of interest or preference, who would you like to win Big Brother 5?

3. What would you most like to be doing today? (and, if appropriate, with whom and where!)

Consider me astonished!

Fri, 30 Jul 2004 18:18:53 GMT

Aha!

http://games.yahoo.com/games/downloads/bo.html

My minions came through with something completely pointless and addictive. I knew they would....
:D

Friends, lend me your years

Thu, 15 Jul 2004 14:20:52 GMT

I'd like your views on something please.

Take this year: 2004

Read it out loud. How did you say it?

Most of you, I imagine, said "two thousand and four". Nothing wrong with that, of course; I have just been wondering when it was going to change.

Clearly 2000 lends itself to "two thousand" more than "twenty hundred". 2001? Well, what chance was there, what with the film an' all. But even though "twenty oh one" was unlikely, I'm surprised it didn't make an appearance at all.

But after that... why not "twenty oh two", "twenty oh three"? When we get a few years down the line, are we really going to carry on? Will it be "two thousand and twenty four", rather than "twenty twenty-four"? Will it be "two thousand, one hundred and seventeen", rather than "twenty-one seventeen"? I really doubt it, unless the two thousand format is so automatic by then that people can't get out of it! Might we lose the "two thousand" bit all together instead?

My feeling is that people (a) are in a rut from the year two thousand, and just went onto "two thousand and one", "...and two" etc without thinking about it very much, and (b) the "oh" part of "twenty oh two" probably feels slightly awkward. So. My guess is that by 2010 the general spoken version should move to "twenty ten", and continue from there in that format.

Interestingly (or not, if you have a more exciting life than I do) BBC Radio 4 has recently started saying the years as "twenty oh three", "twenty oh four". I didn't know if this was a policy decision, or just an individual newsreader's / editor's style. I wondered partly if the station had decided that if they didn't start getting people into the "twenty" format soon, the "two thousand" would be permanently ingrained, and in a few years time, they will be wasting valuable syllables (and therefore airtime) every time they have to read out a year.

What d'you think then?

Ack and ick

Mon, 17 May 2004 11:50:19 GMT

Having to stay in hospital unexpectedly*, and waking up disoriented and a bit unnerved in the middle of the night, I switched on the television, just to get my mind back closer to reality.

And do you know who was there to cheer me in the night? The very lovely lunaviola telling me all about Van Gogh and Gauguin.

Thank you, sweetie, for serendipitously being there when I needed it!

*(nothing serious, but bad recovery from surgery, will be fine given time)

Wed, 28 Apr 2004 00:38:28 GMT

Firsts:
First best friend: Jennifer Dunne, at infant school
First job: Product evaluation assistant for Kodak one summer
First self purchased album: "Colour by numbers" by Culture Club
First crush: Hmmmm. Probably Michael Grace. Every girl at my school had a crush on him.
First funeral: I don't know... probably the first personal one was a school friend's mum.
First piercing: Ears, aged 7
First credit card: Barclaycard, about 13 years ago
First true love: Mark, at University
First enemy: Either Patricia or Helen from junior school
First big trip: I went to Spain a couple of times as a child - big adventure
First play/musical/performance: Angel in a nursery nativity play, aged two and a half. Reviews were superb "you looked so lovely, I cried" said Mummy.

Lasts
Last cigarette: I've not smoked them much - probably 15 years ago?
Last car ride: Back from parents house earlier today - a 300 yard drive!
Last bus ride: in London, months ago
Last good cry: I had a real howl about work a few weeks ago!
Last library book: Um. Probably not since I was at university, and that was probably something technical!
Last movie seen: Shaun of the Dead. Rarrrrr!
Last beverage drank: Diet Coke.
Last food consumed: Fried egg on bread.
Last Crush: Gareth!
Last phone call: Last call in was from Dad. Last call out was to the telephone banking people.
Last tv show watched: A bit of Alistair McGowan's Big Impression. (if that's the name...)
Last time showered: Mid-March. Although I had a bath yesterday!
Last shoes worn: My standard pair of flat black shoes.
Last annoyance: Nonsense displayed by my opponents in an on-line game tonight.
Last disappointment: The mobile phone shop being out of stock of the phone we wanted.
Last ice cream eaten: Vanilla, on Sunday. And you're lucky I know, because I very rarely eat ice cream!
Last shirt worn: Navy T-shirt with a green caffeine chemical symbol on it.
Last website visited: www.puzzlepirates.com

happy smile

Sat, 10 Jan 2004 10:13:16 GMT

We had a lovely drink and meal with friends last night, and really enjoyed ourselves.

What made it perfect was that it wasn't just excellent company and a nice time, but they came out of London to see us, so it was easier for us to get there and back (London on a Friday is always a bit of a rush to make) - and that was very kind and we appreciated it lots. I hope their journey home wasn't too much of an ordeal!

Thanks and hugs to you both. :-)

Similar minds thingummy

Sat, 10 Jan 2004 09:41:08 GMT

SimilarMinds Compatibility Results

arachne	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	91%	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	81%
shermarama	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	82%	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	86%
_kent	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	77%	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	83%
spliceruk	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	84%	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	77%
eldar	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	77%	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	83%
boneist	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	84%	\|\|\|\|\|\|	73%
absinthecity	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	84%	\|\|\|\|\|\|	73%
skorpionuk	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	72%	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	84%
arosoff	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	77%	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	77%
bluedevi	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	82%	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	71%
Clarisinda	\|\|\|\|\|\|	74%	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	79%
ghoti	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	81%	\|\|\|\|\|\|	67%
boingley	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	70%	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	76%
editor	\|\|\|\|\|\|	69%	\|\|\|\|\|\|	71%
verlaine	\|\|\|\|\|\|\|	74%	\|\|\|\|\|\|	61%
marnanel	\|\|\|\|\|\|	61%	\|\|\|\|\|	49%

similar

complementary

How compatible are you and your friends?

So I'm most similar to Arachne (I wish!), and most compatible with Shermarama, SkorpionUK, _Kent and Eldar! :-)

Intimate taradiddles!

Wed, 07 Jan 2004 10:22:27 GMT

Some time before Christmas, we exchanged a couple of quick-fire rounds of "Off the top of your head, name three things that should be put into Room 101". Try it, and see what you come up with. Being initially flustered by this demand, I was surprised how quickly the answers came to me. Banished to the pits of hell are:

1. People who spit in public (and particularly those who spit chewing gum).
2. Turkey (the country, not the bird).
3. Television adverts for intimate feminine products.

The first one is reasonably self-explanatory, I hope. The second is perhaps less so, but I'm not keen to get into a serious political, ethical or geographical debate here. The third item, though, is the one that fired my imagination.

I'm sure it's not very enlightened of me, but I don't enjoy having my rare but pleasurable viewing hours interrupted by scenes of happy shiny tampon-inserting actresses. Consider the old Tampax advert. Actress inserts tampon, dons white clothing and rollerskates around town. What kind of freak is SHE? [Slight deviation as I'm reminded that I always loved the Victoria Wood sketch, where Celia Imrie is walking round an office saying things like "I want a towel that I can use as a mobile phone. I want a towel that stays dry no matter how many pictures of ink I point at". Sorry. On with the regular programming.] Next the TenaLady lady: she sits prim and smiling on a settee, clears her throat, and with a happy beam pronounces "Oh golly, I just wet myself, but I don't mind at all because I'm wearing one of these discreet stress incontinence pads in my panties", and proudly displays one of the objects, taken from a pile on the coffee table, where bemused guests often mistake them for novelty drinks coasters.

My main gripes with these adverts (and believe me, there isn't room on LiveJournal for me to include the smaller auxilliary gripes) are based on the lack of realism in the adverts. That rollerskating girl: she was a white-wearing, max-factored, sports-loving freak well before she inserted that tampon, and don't you try to pretend any different. Most of the advert is pretty much a Special K advert - use this product and you will become healthy, beautiful, fit and energetic. Yeah, right. Let's see some honesty in tampon adverts, please.

"TAMPONS. Won't make you feel any less crap, but at least they soak the glop up. Don't wear white, though."

Because I don't feel healthy, happy and glowing at the start of my period. I could stick a whole mixed-size multipack of tampons up there, and I would not want to go rollerskating. I feel crampy, bloated and dreadful, and I want to be buying a product that actually makes me feel better. Ibuprofen and beer have special powers. Tampons do not.

And the stress incontinence pads? I certainly applaud the attempt to reassure sufferers that this is a normal and not uncommon complaint, and that there are products available to make life easier. But it shouldn't sound so delightful, or it'll encourage people towards it, like the old adverts that said smoking was cool. TenaLady adverts should run more along the lines of:

"For the love of God, girls, do your pelvic floor exercises while you still can, or you'll be leaving suspect marks on the sofa by the time you're 40. If it's already too late, you can use these pads. Don't wear white, though."

I also think they should stop using attractive and healthy people in these adverts. I've been thinking of alternative castings for tampon adverts.

Tampon advert 1 : starring The Osbournes

[Jack and Ozzy sit on the edge of the bath, giggling in a school-boy manner over a box of Lil-lets that has just fallen out of the cupboard]
Ozzy: Nooooo, nooooo, put them back before she notices...
Jack: No way, man. These are cool.
[Ozzy examines one, musing]
Ozzy: Think we could use these as plugs for the f**king dogs, eh?
Jack: ew, you're sick.
Ozzy: just wondering...
Jack: hey, Dad...
Ozzy: uh-uh?
Jack: you know the different colours of tampons... d'you reckon you can tell what size a girl's... you know.... thingummy... is by what colour she uses?
Ozzy: I dunno... Can't do, surely. Ugh.
Jack: Would be cool.
[Kelly enters the room]
Kelly: What are you doing? OH MY GOD! Put those down and get out. I hate you! MUM!

Tampon advert 2 : starring Stephen Fry

Stephen sits in a leather armchair, relaxed and elegant.
"These", he says, displaying one "are called tampons. Not to put too fine a point on it (and one shouldn't put too fine a point on it, because I believe that might hurt) these are for intimate use when a lady's monthly concerns intrude. I don't want to spell it out here, but they claim to be adequately absorbent for intended purpose, and are suitably shaped for their target location, wheresoever that might be. Ghastly and unpleasant, I know, and I'm sorry to bring such a delicate subject to your attention, but someone's got to do it, and you have to admit that it does rather improve on the old boiling-the-cotton-towels-in-the-copper situation."

Tampon advert 3, starring the Anchor spreadable cowbots was axed for being far too damnably silly.

We like that mooooon, but not as much as cheese

Wed, 20 Aug 2003 15:40:15 GMT

I just can't get enough of

http://www.rathergood.com/moon_song

I keep having to go back for another fix!
*dizzy girl*

June Brides

Thu, 14 Aug 2003 09:04:51 GMT

June Brides were one of my favourite bands - a distressingly brief flash of supreme brilliance in the mid-eighties. Their album "There are eight million stories" remains on my Top Five Absolutely Best Ever Albums Bar None... Ever!!! list. Probably. Up there, anyway, definitely in the Top 10 version, and not least because I still get the same immediate soul-wired-in feeling listening to it that I got when I first heard it. Beautiful jangly indie gorgeousness.

Anyway, for years I have been moaning, because the only version of the album I had was a rather chewed-up cassette, and I couldn't find another copy. But now, on a whim, because I had one of their songs playing in my head, I had another look, and I've found a CD released earlier this year (including all the 8 million stories tracks). And I am going to buy it. And I am going to listen to it at work. And I am going to dance and skip and be happy. Tra-la.

giggles

Wed, 30 Jul 2003 16:02:22 GMT

I have such lovely colleagues at work.

I was trying to get some information, and one colleague/friend that I spoke to had no suggestions, and recommended to me that I ask Mike, another colleague/friend.

I went to Mike and said "Sara suggested that I come to you, because you're a bit of an expert on this subject."

Before I could expand, and without a blink, he responded "Well, if the subject in question is pubic shaving, then she has greatly overstated my expertise."

*laughs*

I love my friends!

World's Easiest Quiz

Tue, 29 Jul 2003 10:31:35 GMT

Apologies for the (no-doubt) majority of you who have seen this "World's Easiest Quiz" before, but it amused me.

You require four correct answers to pass. Let me know how you do!

1) How long did the Hundred Years War last?

2) Which country makes Panama hats?

3) From which animal do we get cat gut?

4) In which month do Russians celebrate the October Revolution?

5) What is a camel's hair brush made of?

6) The Canary Islands in the Atlantic are named after what animal?

7) What was King George VI's first name?

8) What colour is a purple finch?

9) Where are Chinese gooseberries from?

10) What is the colour of the black box in a commercial aeroplane?

1. 116 years
2. Ecuador
3. Sheep and horses
4. November
5. Squirrel fur
6. Dog
7. Albert
8. Crimson
9. New Zealand
10.Orange

And yes, I did pass. Couldn't possibly divulge how small the margin was, though. :-)

I'm pink therefore I'm spam

Thu, 26 Jun 2003 09:38:44 GMT

The following edit makes some very personal revelations, and includes the word "penis".

I don't know how I appear online and I'm never sure how my personality is perceived by people who don't know me in real life.

It is obvious, however, that my online character screams one very obvious trait loud and clear to all readers.

My penis is too small. Pitifully small. Freakishly small.

How do they know? How did they guess? How could my apparently innocuous edits be so transparent? I scarcely ever mention my penis, let alone bemoan its tendencies towards the vanishingly-tiny.

But there are some very clever, exceptionally perceptive people on this web of ours, and they have seen through my superficial tales of life to the real problem below. They have generously given of their time and energy to try to help me, and I am grateful - truly grateful. Every day, several times a day, the record being 14 times in one day, I receive missives from benevolent individuals offering me solutions to my shameful predicament.

"penis enlargement pills", they offer
"increase both length and girth"
"increase penis size by 25% in one month"
"non-surgical penis enlargement - guaranteed"
"three inches in 4 months"

It's like an unexpected rain shower on the barren desert of my manhood.

One (opened in error, obviously - I don't like to raise my hopes too high by actually reading the contents of these messages) showed a sequence of pictures at months 1, 2, 3 and 4, demonstrating an enviable increase in size. In particular I noticed three things about this picture sequence.
1. The increase in size between pictures was partly due to an (no doubt accidental) error in positioning - each subsequent picture was taken from closer to the man's body. So the first picture required some form of space telescope to view the penis, whereas the fourth picture could reasonably be described as a close-up.
2. Other than this trivial error, the photographer managed an astonishing consistency of set - the lighting, the colour, everything, was so similar from one picture to the other that one mighe be forgiven for thinking they were all taken in the one session. I am not fooled, though, and I attribute the astonishing consistency to the high professionalism and technical expertise of the photographer. This simply reinforces my faith in the integrity of these people.
3. That man wore the exact same underpants for four months, and has a lucky bit of lint on his pubic hair that he never removed in all that time.

So I reckon my penis-size problems are now entirely solved.
If only I could get someone to deal with my lack of viagra, my need for fast loans NOW, and my wish to earn $$$$ from the comfort of my own home.

My home life...

Thu, 17 Apr 2003 15:24:08 GMT

A pome for your delectation.

Monday's child is always snotty,
Tuesday's child won't use the potty,
Wednesday's child won't go to bed,
Thursday's child just can't be fed,
Friday's child makes too much noise,
Saturday's child throws all his toys,
And the child that is born on the Sabbath day
Is a pain in the neck like the rest. OK!

(this is based on Colin McNaughton's version of the traditional rhyme, by the way, so I can't claim much credit for it. The couple of small changes I made refined the poem to sum up my home life pretty perfectly! I guess I wouldn't have it any other way...)

Would baby like an ionising air purifier? Coochy-coo.

Fri, 11 Apr 2003 20:43:10 GMT

I sometimes feel that we should take a step back from the modern way of parenting, and take stock. By pandering to their every whim, are we creating a feeling of security, or simply failing to prepare them for Real Life?

On the whole, I tend to opt for the former rationale, but just occasionally, I wonder if the whole world has gone stark-bsllscking crazy while I was crocheting in the bath.

Take yesterday, for example. A fine day. Thursday - always been one of my favourites. We were wandering round some shops, and found ourselves in Blooming Marvellous (for those who don't know it, a shop that does maternity / baby / kids stuff). And we discovered the ultimate present for The Parents Who Have Everything (But Sense).

A Baby Wipe Warmer.

Even Son#1, possibly the most sensitive and volatile child in the world, has not reacted with such horror to room-temperature baby wipes that we have been tempted to warm them for him.

A caring society, or a world gone mad? I rest my feather-lined case, m'Lud.

Little things please little minds...

Fri, 11 Apr 2003 13:15:53 GMT

And with a mind as little as mine...

Pasting the following search term "french military victories" into Google, and hitting the "I'm feeling lucky" button.

That has kept me giggling since Wednesday. I really must get out more.

The Joys of Spring make me sneeze

Tue, 01 Apr 2003 08:22:34 GMT

The flowers that bloom in the spring,
Tra la,
Breathe promise of sunshine and beers.
My nose is all runny and stings,
Tra la,
And I can’t see a bloody thing,
Tra la,
My eyes are occluded by tears,
Yes, my eyes are occluded by tears.
And that's why I laugh when they say that a thing
Is welcome as flowers that bloom in the spring.
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la,
The flowers that bloom in the spring.
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la la!

The flowers that bloom in the spring,
Tra la,
Put me in a difficult place.
I think they are beautiful things,
Tra la,
The sight of them makes my heart sing,
Tra la,
But I only breathe with Beconase,
I can only breathe with Beconase;
And that's what I mean when I say, or I sing,
"Oh, bugger the flowers that bloom in the spring."
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la,
Oh bugger the flowers of spring.
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la la,
Tra la la la a-CHOO!

Happy Mothering Sunday!

Mon, 31 Mar 2003 20:27:02 GMT

Yesterday's tribute was most gratifying. Observe the following receipts:

Son#2 provided a card which he had "written" on. The other writing, achieved through an amanuensis, passed on the following loving message: "Get dressed". Apparently, he was most insistent. He also, with great love and thought, selected the perfect gift for me. "What do you want to buy as a present for Mummy?". Deep thought. "A train". Of course. What else? So Mummy was the proud recipient of Mavis the Diesel. He is prepared to admit that Mavis belongs to Mummy, but refuses to allow me to keep her upstairs in my bedroom. "No, Mummy", he says, "No. Mavis has to stay in the train box with the other engines."

Daughter had a more conventional message in her card - "I love you Mummy", and a picture of me, along with the message "I can't draw people". She chose me a battery-operated ginger cat as my present. It's pretty loathsome, but she adores it. I can't even get her to admit that it's mine, but she does let me play with it occasionally.

Son#1's card had an "I love you" as well. And also the transcription of what he said when asked to draw a picture for me. "I can't draw anything, for goodness' sake." [pause] "I just teasing". Son#1 originally wanted to buy me an elephant. But he couldn't work out how to wrap it. So he settled for buying me a present that I have no doubt will pass into family legend. He and Gareth went on a secret shopping mission and bought me a bag of Elephant Poo. It's true. It says it on the label and everything. Well, it's possible that it's Viennese Truffles with the labelled changed, but I'm not going to enquire too closely. Elephant poo - as delicious as it is sweet. All three of them are absolutely delighted with this particular gift - they can't stop giggling about it.

In other news, end of financial year at work, so a manic month of finishing reports, signing things off, trying to fit 6 months research into two and a quarter very intense hours, and all the overworking and overstress has come to an end. I hope. I'm still on call if my boss needs me back to amend a report, but hopefully it's late enough now that I can start relaxing, drink a beer, and generally calm down!

*sigh* *meltdown*

We're still enjoying the dusk chorus here. Cheery little voices shouting things like "I want my Mummy back!", "I need to go to the toilet", and my personal favourite "We made a BIG mess".

If at first you don't suck seed....

Sun, 23 Mar 2003 20:56:37 GMT

Brief synopsis of The Lost Edit.

Verlaine - you're a bad bad man, and I'm not likely to forgive you for the dorky thing for some time, or possibly some beer. Maybe just one, if it's one that I like.

Dakeyras - you're a tiny wee pixie, and I'm thrilled that you're going to be closer soon!

In other news, I'm now going to start doing what I intended to do when I first got this account - put excerpts from my mono diary onto here, for those friends who are on LJ but not mono. So apologies to those who've seen them before. I'm going to backdate them, though, so hopefully not too confusing!