Bits and Pieces

[featherxquill]

i. I just signed up for 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?

Comments

[princesslucia.livejournal.com]

My mother asked me once what I was doing to celebrate my 21st. I replied, "Doing? What do you mean?" at the conclusion of rather a chilly letter, and the subject never arose again. ;) But I suppose living in the same house as her makes the subject difficult to avoid.

Don't let yourself get talked into a giant extravaganza you don't want. Why not a quiet but lovely dinner at a good restaurant with those few people you really do care about? That would make quite a fine memory. :)

[featherxquill.livejournal.com]

*chuckle* It does rather. And that is a fine idea, really. The dinner. It's more me than a big party, most definitely. I think my mother really wants me to have a party so she can control it and organise it and invite a large number of her own friends who've known me forever, and although I do love them in their own way, they're her friends, not mine, and they're not who I'd choose to celebrate my birthday with.

Also, I don't think there's any way that my 21st could be more spectacular than my 20th, and even it it could be I'm not sure I'd want it to be, because I rather like to imagine that that particular evening will remain in my memory as superior forever.

[princesslucia.livejournal.com]

Then you have a plan. :) And plenty of time to talk your mother around to it without triggering any disasters!