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Bits and Pieces
Aug. 26th, 2006 09:25 pmi. I just signed up for ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
fem_exchange. Yay for femslash! Go sign up, fellow femslashers!
ii. Thank God, work was SO much better today.
iii. New Rita pr0n is coming along well (*winks at![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
millieweasley*)
iv. My legs are sore from the ten hour shift, despite it being good.
v. I want to go see Snakes on a Plane. NOW.
vi. I listened to Kate Bush cd at work today and it made me think of Belfast and Dublin where I listened to it lots and made me want to wander the streets of a foreign city in a wonderful, free, anonymous fashion where I felt like I was observing and feeling everything about the place and living. I miss being overseas ever so much.
vii. My mother keeps going on about my 21st which is seven months away and wanting me to think about what I want to do. Is it weird that a large part of me doesn't want a party, because the truth is I don't have that many close friends here and I have no desire to fill a space with a few people I care about and a whole bunch I'm kind of indifferent to, when there are so many people all over the world from intarwebs and travels that couldn't be there, but that I love more? It just feels a bit fake. I don't know.
viii. This post is brought to you by sudden bout of random thoughtfulness. I have no idea why I numbered my paragraphs.
ETA: ix: My mother brought home a box of busciut cakes akin to Jaffa cakes today. She found them, here in Australia. They don't have quite the spongy texture or the amount of orangey goodness as real Jaffa cakes, but they are most definitely good. Perhaps I should ship you some, Marina? Has Alan followed through on his promise?
fem_exchange. Yay for femslash! Go sign up, fellow femslashers!ii. Thank God, work was SO much better today.
iii. New Rita pr0n is coming along well (*winks at
millieweasley*)iv. My legs are sore from the ten hour shift, despite it being good.
v. I want to go see Snakes on a Plane. NOW.
vi. I listened to Kate Bush cd at work today and it made me think of Belfast and Dublin where I listened to it lots and made me want to wander the streets of a foreign city in a wonderful, free, anonymous fashion where I felt like I was observing and feeling everything about the place and living. I miss being overseas ever so much.
vii. My mother keeps going on about my 21st which is seven months away and wanting me to think about what I want to do. Is it weird that a large part of me doesn't want a party, because the truth is I don't have that many close friends here and I have no desire to fill a space with a few people I care about and a whole bunch I'm kind of indifferent to, when there are so many people all over the world from intarwebs and travels that couldn't be there, but that I love more? It just feels a bit fake. I don't know.
viii. This post is brought to you by sudden bout of random thoughtfulness. I have no idea why I numbered my paragraphs.
ETA: ix: My mother brought home a box of busciut cakes akin to Jaffa cakes today. She found them, here in Australia. They don't have quite the spongy texture or the amount of orangey goodness as real Jaffa cakes, but they are most definitely good. Perhaps I should ship you some, Marina? Has Alan followed through on his promise?
