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Oct. 13th, 2015 10:08 pmEar infection! *sadcries* I was gonna make peanut butter cookies and try on my Halloween costumes and watch the 'Burbs tonight but instead... instead there is only sadness.
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May. 12th, 2011 11:39 pmIs LJ doing anyone else's head in? Every time I try to log in or view a page, it takes like eleventy-billion years to load, if it loads at all.
There needs to be a t-shirt that says "the only straight I do is straight-up bitch". I feel a bit annoyed with the intarwebs for not having produced such a thing already. Stop sucking, intarwebs!
It rained ALL DAY today, so I stayed inside and made chocolate and pecan cookies and watched Eerie Indiana (the ultimate rainy day viewing) then about four o'clock the sun finally showed it's face so I grabbed my shoes and went out. It was absolutely gorgeous, I walked on the headland and there were baby rabbits and baby lambs, and there was this one twenty-metre stretch that was just covered in bluebells - I could hardly see the grass, it was just a carpet of this gorgeous purple-blue colour - and the late afternoon sun was low over the sea and so the waves were golden, and there was a bit of a breeze so it blew little flecks of salt into the air and I could taste it as I walked. It was amazing!
Then I came back and watched the Guy Richie Sherlock Holmes movie, and my mum just yelled that only three of the cookies are left and I haven't had any yet so I'm going down to lay claim to them now, so goodnight!
There needs to be a t-shirt that says "the only straight I do is straight-up bitch". I feel a bit annoyed with the intarwebs for not having produced such a thing already. Stop sucking, intarwebs!
It rained ALL DAY today, so I stayed inside and made chocolate and pecan cookies and watched Eerie Indiana (the ultimate rainy day viewing) then about four o'clock the sun finally showed it's face so I grabbed my shoes and went out. It was absolutely gorgeous, I walked on the headland and there were baby rabbits and baby lambs, and there was this one twenty-metre stretch that was just covered in bluebells - I could hardly see the grass, it was just a carpet of this gorgeous purple-blue colour - and the late afternoon sun was low over the sea and so the waves were golden, and there was a bit of a breeze so it blew little flecks of salt into the air and I could taste it as I walked. It was amazing!
Then I came back and watched the Guy Richie Sherlock Holmes movie, and my mum just yelled that only three of the cookies are left and I haven't had any yet so I'm going down to lay claim to them now, so goodnight!
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May. 12th, 2011 11:39 pmIs LJ doing anyone else's head in? Every time I try to log in or view a page, it takes like eleventy-billion years to load, if it loads at all.
There needs to be a t-shirt that says "the only straight I do is straight-up bitch". I feel a bit annoyed with the intarwebs for not having produced such a thing already. Stop sucking, intarwebs!
It rained ALL DAY today, so I stayed inside and made chocolate and pecan cookies and watched Eerie Indiana (the ultimate rainy day viewing) then about four o'clock the sun finally showed it's face so I grabbed my shoes and went out. It was absolutely gorgeous, I walked on the headland and there were baby rabbits and baby lambs, and there was this one twenty-metre stretch that was just covered in bluebells - I could hardly see the grass, it was just a carpet of this gorgeous purple-blue colour - and the late afternoon sun was low over the sea and so the waves were golden, and there was a bit of a breeze so it blew little flecks of salt into the air and I could taste it as I walked. It was amazing!
Then I came back and watched the Guy Richie Sherlock Holmes movie, and my mum just yelled that only three of the cookies are left and I haven't had any yet so I'm going down to lay claim to them now, so goodnight!
There needs to be a t-shirt that says "the only straight I do is straight-up bitch". I feel a bit annoyed with the intarwebs for not having produced such a thing already. Stop sucking, intarwebs!
It rained ALL DAY today, so I stayed inside and made chocolate and pecan cookies and watched Eerie Indiana (the ultimate rainy day viewing) then about four o'clock the sun finally showed it's face so I grabbed my shoes and went out. It was absolutely gorgeous, I walked on the headland and there were baby rabbits and baby lambs, and there was this one twenty-metre stretch that was just covered in bluebells - I could hardly see the grass, it was just a carpet of this gorgeous purple-blue colour - and the late afternoon sun was low over the sea and so the waves were golden, and there was a bit of a breeze so it blew little flecks of salt into the air and I could taste it as I walked. It was amazing!
Then I came back and watched the Guy Richie Sherlock Holmes movie, and my mum just yelled that only three of the cookies are left and I haven't had any yet so I'm going down to lay claim to them now, so goodnight!
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Jan. 3rd, 2006 09:42 pmAm sitting here with Leonard Cohen on the stereo, sipping from a Darth Vader head filled with hot chocolate, Baileys and whipped cream, stomach filled with a delicious meal of sausage and mash and fresh from a relaxing bath with scenty-good Lush products. Combined with the fact that I spent all day watching the second season of SG1 and making fun of Daniel's hair, Gay Archeologist Hat and general unbelievable rubbishness, (seriously, is there any situation he can't make worse? Jeez, I thought he was a dork in the later seasons, but clearly the Daniel I knew was merely a pale reflection of the vision of True Dorkiness and Bad Hair that is Early!Daniel) am in a rather good mood. Long may it continue!
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Jan. 3rd, 2006 09:42 pmAm sitting here with Leonard Cohen on the stereo, sipping from a Darth Vader head filled with hot chocolate, Baileys and whipped cream, stomach filled with a delicious meal of sausage and mash and fresh from a relaxing bath with scenty-good Lush products. Combined with the fact that I spent all day watching the second season of SG1 and making fun of Daniel's hair, Gay Archeologist Hat and general unbelievable rubbishness, (seriously, is there any situation he can't make worse? Jeez, I thought he was a dork in the later seasons, but clearly the Daniel I knew was merely a pale reflection of the vision of True Dorkiness and Bad Hair that is Early!Daniel) am in a rather good mood. Long may it continue!
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Aug. 12th, 2005 10:30 pmEventually, I will learn not to watch Nip/Tuck and try to eat at the same time. Because seriously? That delicious chilli you've spent the afternoon making suddenly looks a lot less appetizing when Christian and Shaun start pulling massive, bloody hunks of meat out of people.
Urgh.
On the other hand, it is quite possible that I shall never, ever stop laughing over the line "I'm putting Pussy Lips back on the schedule!" God, I love Christian. He's such a dick. Also, I was killing myself over Liz telling Christian she only wanted him to be a sperm donor so her kid would be pretty and his completely gutted expression. Of course, the way things usually work out for Christian, that poor kid would have ended up inheriting his "Ability To Make People Want To Fuck My Pretty Face Up Good" gene along with said pretty face, so it's all for the best. Plus I didn't have to lose the awesomeness that is Liz to the Breeder Faction, which would have hurt my feelings.
And also?
Shut up Julia, shut up Julia, shut up Julia.
Urgh.
On the other hand, it is quite possible that I shall never, ever stop laughing over the line "I'm putting Pussy Lips back on the schedule!" God, I love Christian. He's such a dick. Also, I was killing myself over Liz telling Christian she only wanted him to be a sperm donor so her kid would be pretty and his completely gutted expression. Of course, the way things usually work out for Christian, that poor kid would have ended up inheriting his "Ability To Make People Want To Fuck My Pretty Face Up Good" gene along with said pretty face, so it's all for the best. Plus I didn't have to lose the awesomeness that is Liz to the Breeder Faction, which would have hurt my feelings.
And also?
Shut up Julia, shut up Julia, shut up Julia.
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Aug. 12th, 2005 10:30 pmEventually, I will learn not to watch Nip/Tuck and try to eat at the same time. Because seriously? That delicious chilli you've spent the afternoon making suddenly looks a lot less appetizing when Christian and Shaun start pulling massive, bloody hunks of meat out of people.
Urgh.
On the other hand, it is quite possible that I shall never, ever stop laughing over the line "I'm putting Pussy Lips back on the schedule!" God, I love Christian. He's such a dick. Also, I was killing myself over Liz telling Christian she only wanted him to be a sperm donor so her kid would be pretty and his completely gutted expression. Of course, the way things usually work out for Christian, that poor kid would have ended up inheriting his "Ability To Make People Want To Fuck My Pretty Face Up Good" gene along with said pretty face, so it's all for the best. Plus I didn't have to lose the awesomeness that is Liz to the Breeder Faction, which would have hurt my feelings.
And also?
Shut up Julia, shut up Julia, shut up Julia.
Urgh.
On the other hand, it is quite possible that I shall never, ever stop laughing over the line "I'm putting Pussy Lips back on the schedule!" God, I love Christian. He's such a dick. Also, I was killing myself over Liz telling Christian she only wanted him to be a sperm donor so her kid would be pretty and his completely gutted expression. Of course, the way things usually work out for Christian, that poor kid would have ended up inheriting his "Ability To Make People Want To Fuck My Pretty Face Up Good" gene along with said pretty face, so it's all for the best. Plus I didn't have to lose the awesomeness that is Liz to the Breeder Faction, which would have hurt my feelings.
And also?
Shut up Julia, shut up Julia, shut up Julia.
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Jun. 23rd, 2005 11:37 pmSpent the past few days packing. How in the name of all that is good have I got fifteen boxes of books? I think they're breeding behind my back.
Today was a fun day. Jess came over and we made cupcakes and flapjacks, and when Alan's lectures finished we went for a picnic and took Thlayli with us. Much enjoyment watching him running around enjoying the wonderful outdoors. I had him on a harness with the leash around my wrist, but he kept running around me and getting me tangled up in it, so in the end I tied it to the laces of one of my Doc Martens. Which Thlayli then managed to drag about two hundred yards up a hill, with Jess and I chasing him. We did get one group of girls who came up and asked me if he was a dog. I was like, "Yes, he's a dog. A really tiny, long eared, twitchy-nosed dog with huge hind paws and an odd lolloping run. In fact, he's a Rabbidoodle. One of those new designer breeds that's very popular in Europe just now." Idiots. Then we had cheesecake and sausage rolls and shandy lemonades, except for Thalyli who had carrots and water, and he jumped up on my lap and went to sleep. It was very cute.
Spent the rest of the afternoon and evening curled up reading "The Thief Lord", which I think may have beaten out Inkheart as my favourite Cornelia Funke book. I've never been to Venice, but just reading some of those scenes I could almost hear the cry of the gondoliers, smell the canals, feel the chill of snowflakes falling outside. It's a truly amazing book, which I recomend to anyone in the whole world ever.
And conversely, on the subject of things that should never, under any circumstances be recomended to anyone, ( The Sequel of DOOM is now up )
Oh yes. Special level of Hell, here I come.
Today was a fun day. Jess came over and we made cupcakes and flapjacks, and when Alan's lectures finished we went for a picnic and took Thlayli with us. Much enjoyment watching him running around enjoying the wonderful outdoors. I had him on a harness with the leash around my wrist, but he kept running around me and getting me tangled up in it, so in the end I tied it to the laces of one of my Doc Martens. Which Thlayli then managed to drag about two hundred yards up a hill, with Jess and I chasing him. We did get one group of girls who came up and asked me if he was a dog. I was like, "Yes, he's a dog. A really tiny, long eared, twitchy-nosed dog with huge hind paws and an odd lolloping run. In fact, he's a Rabbidoodle. One of those new designer breeds that's very popular in Europe just now." Idiots. Then we had cheesecake and sausage rolls and shandy lemonades, except for Thalyli who had carrots and water, and he jumped up on my lap and went to sleep. It was very cute.
Spent the rest of the afternoon and evening curled up reading "The Thief Lord", which I think may have beaten out Inkheart as my favourite Cornelia Funke book. I've never been to Venice, but just reading some of those scenes I could almost hear the cry of the gondoliers, smell the canals, feel the chill of snowflakes falling outside. It's a truly amazing book, which I recomend to anyone in the whole world ever.
And conversely, on the subject of things that should never, under any circumstances be recomended to anyone, ( The Sequel of DOOM is now up )
Oh yes. Special level of Hell, here I come.
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Jun. 23rd, 2005 11:37 pmSpent the past few days packing. How in the name of all that is good have I got fifteen boxes of books? I think they're breeding behind my back.
Today was a fun day. Jess came over and we made cupcakes and flapjacks, and when Alan's lectures finished we went for a picnic and took Thlayli with us. Much enjoyment watching him running around enjoying the wonderful outdoors. I had him on a harness with the leash around my wrist, but he kept running around me and getting me tangled up in it, so in the end I tied it to the laces of one of my Doc Martens. Which Thlayli then managed to drag about two hundred yards up a hill, with Jess and I chasing him. We did get one group of girls who came up and asked me if he was a dog. I was like, "Yes, he's a dog. A really tiny, long eared, twitchy-nosed dog with huge hind paws and an odd lolloping run. In fact, he's a Rabbidoodle. One of those new designer breeds that's very popular in Europe just now." Idiots. Then we had cheesecake and sausage rolls and shandy lemonades, except for Thalyli who had carrots and water, and he jumped up on my lap and went to sleep. It was very cute.
Spent the rest of the afternoon and evening curled up reading "The Thief Lord", which I think may have beaten out Inkheart as my favourite Cornelia Funke book. I've never been to Venice, but just reading some of those scenes I could almost hear the cry of the gondoliers, smell the canals, feel the chill of snowflakes falling outside. It's a truly amazing book, which I recomend to anyone in the whole world ever.
And conversely, on the subject of things that should never, under any circumstances be recomended to anyone, ( The Sequel of DOOM is now up )
Oh yes. Special level of Hell, here I come.
Today was a fun day. Jess came over and we made cupcakes and flapjacks, and when Alan's lectures finished we went for a picnic and took Thlayli with us. Much enjoyment watching him running around enjoying the wonderful outdoors. I had him on a harness with the leash around my wrist, but he kept running around me and getting me tangled up in it, so in the end I tied it to the laces of one of my Doc Martens. Which Thlayli then managed to drag about two hundred yards up a hill, with Jess and I chasing him. We did get one group of girls who came up and asked me if he was a dog. I was like, "Yes, he's a dog. A really tiny, long eared, twitchy-nosed dog with huge hind paws and an odd lolloping run. In fact, he's a Rabbidoodle. One of those new designer breeds that's very popular in Europe just now." Idiots. Then we had cheesecake and sausage rolls and shandy lemonades, except for Thalyli who had carrots and water, and he jumped up on my lap and went to sleep. It was very cute.
Spent the rest of the afternoon and evening curled up reading "The Thief Lord", which I think may have beaten out Inkheart as my favourite Cornelia Funke book. I've never been to Venice, but just reading some of those scenes I could almost hear the cry of the gondoliers, smell the canals, feel the chill of snowflakes falling outside. It's a truly amazing book, which I recomend to anyone in the whole world ever.
And conversely, on the subject of things that should never, under any circumstances be recomended to anyone, ( The Sequel of DOOM is now up )
Oh yes. Special level of Hell, here I come.
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May. 1st, 2005 08:46 pmToday I made the worlds most delicious roast potatoes. Seriously, I doubt God Himself could have created a more delicious roast potato than mine. In fact, if I die at some point in the near future, you can all rest assured that I've been carried off in a column of golden light, to prepare perfect, crispy-skinned, fluffy-fleshed roast potatoes for the Heavenly Host.
Pity about the rest of the meal, really...
In other news, having spent the day sorting through my collection of unmarked DVD+Rs, it turns out I have amassed about six hours of Scrubs from various seasons. Ohh, Doctor Cox. *hearteyes* So that was fun. Also a few episodes from Angel s5 - awww, how adorably slashy are Spike and Angel? It's practically canon, I tell you.
Pity about the rest of the meal, really...
In other news, having spent the day sorting through my collection of unmarked DVD+Rs, it turns out I have amassed about six hours of Scrubs from various seasons. Ohh, Doctor Cox. *hearteyes* So that was fun. Also a few episodes from Angel s5 - awww, how adorably slashy are Spike and Angel? It's practically canon, I tell you.
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May. 1st, 2005 08:46 pmToday I made the worlds most delicious roast potatoes. Seriously, I doubt God Himself could have created a more delicious roast potato than mine. In fact, if I die at some point in the near future, you can all rest assured that I've been carried off in a column of golden light, to prepare perfect, crispy-skinned, fluffy-fleshed roast potatoes for the Heavenly Host.
Pity about the rest of the meal, really...
In other news, having spent the day sorting through my collection of unmarked DVD+Rs, it turns out I have amassed about six hours of Scrubs from various seasons. Ohh, Doctor Cox. *hearteyes* So that was fun. Also a few episodes from Angel s5 - awww, how adorably slashy are Spike and Angel? It's practically canon, I tell you.
Pity about the rest of the meal, really...
In other news, having spent the day sorting through my collection of unmarked DVD+Rs, it turns out I have amassed about six hours of Scrubs from various seasons. Ohh, Doctor Cox. *hearteyes* So that was fun. Also a few episodes from Angel s5 - awww, how adorably slashy are Spike and Angel? It's practically canon, I tell you.
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Apr. 24th, 2005 09:21 pmCan we have a big "Woo yeah!" for "Money No Object"? Yeah, I think we can. That whole episode was fantastic - the sepia-toned car chases and robbery scenes with Corey and Amanda, poor Duncan getting suckered into digging them up every time the authorities "kill" them, Richie vs River (an actual river with water and stuff, not Simon's crazy sister from Firefly), Richie vs River part 2, Corey getting Duncan to drive the exploding car and the handle coming off in Duncan's hand when he tries to get out, Duncan's glare of Death and mouthing "I hate you!" as Corey waves right before the car explodes, and Duncan and Richie arguing over who gets to push the button to explodify Corey at the end... it was all so very cute.
In other news, I finally did some washing up, for the sole purpose of having a clean kitchen in which to prepare a most delicious chili. Which I had done, and now I shall go eat it.
In other news, I finally did some washing up, for the sole purpose of having a clean kitchen in which to prepare a most delicious chili. Which I had done, and now I shall go eat it.
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Apr. 24th, 2005 09:21 pmCan we have a big "Woo yeah!" for "Money No Object"? Yeah, I think we can. That whole episode was fantastic - the sepia-toned car chases and robbery scenes with Corey and Amanda, poor Duncan getting suckered into digging them up every time the authorities "kill" them, Richie vs River (an actual river with water and stuff, not Simon's crazy sister from Firefly), Richie vs River part 2, Corey getting Duncan to drive the exploding car and the handle coming off in Duncan's hand when he tries to get out, Duncan's glare of Death and mouthing "I hate you!" as Corey waves right before the car explodes, and Duncan and Richie arguing over who gets to push the button to explodify Corey at the end... it was all so very cute.
In other news, I finally did some washing up, for the sole purpose of having a clean kitchen in which to prepare a most delicious chili. Which I had done, and now I shall go eat it.
In other news, I finally did some washing up, for the sole purpose of having a clean kitchen in which to prepare a most delicious chili. Which I had done, and now I shall go eat it.
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Apr. 22nd, 2005 09:13 pmMore Highlander watchery. Duncan and Methos slay me with their cuteness. Have just been watching the episode where Duncan gets Methos to pretend to attack an Immortal called Robert in order to convince Robert's wife Angela that she still loves him. Methos' panicked expression and spazzy run when Angela chases after him with a sword is hilarious, but him tricking Duncan out of the barge and Duncan spitefully going around messing everything up as payback made me laugh so hard, I think most of Yorkshire heard me.
Alan complaining that Duncan sounds too American to make most of the flashbacks seem convincing. Jess didn't realise they were flashbacks, so presumably she just assumed Duncan liked prancing around in period clothing for the hell of it. But hey, who doesn't? I have no opinion, since Duncan + fluffy shirt renders me incapable of coherent thought.
You know who I miss? Xavier St Cloud. I mean, his episodes were kind of boring, but he was great. I'm so glad he still turns up in backstories every now and then.
Apparently Methos studied duelling and medicine at the University of Heidelberg in 1453. Merton planned to major in Paranormal Studies at the same university at the end of Big Wolf on Campus. Yay for bizarre fandomy crossovers!
In other news, today I made some very delicious brownies while listening to Hanson. Have come to the conclusion that Thlayli really does not like Hanson, as he went crazy and managed to leap over the four foot high puppy pen in which he lives, landing on the dining table and hiding behind a pile of old greeting cards. He has no appreciation for excellent 90's pop. I made it up to him by playing Simon and Garfunkel for an hour or so afterwards.
Alan complaining that Duncan sounds too American to make most of the flashbacks seem convincing. Jess didn't realise they were flashbacks, so presumably she just assumed Duncan liked prancing around in period clothing for the hell of it. But hey, who doesn't? I have no opinion, since Duncan + fluffy shirt renders me incapable of coherent thought.
You know who I miss? Xavier St Cloud. I mean, his episodes were kind of boring, but he was great. I'm so glad he still turns up in backstories every now and then.
Apparently Methos studied duelling and medicine at the University of Heidelberg in 1453. Merton planned to major in Paranormal Studies at the same university at the end of Big Wolf on Campus. Yay for bizarre fandomy crossovers!
In other news, today I made some very delicious brownies while listening to Hanson. Have come to the conclusion that Thlayli really does not like Hanson, as he went crazy and managed to leap over the four foot high puppy pen in which he lives, landing on the dining table and hiding behind a pile of old greeting cards. He has no appreciation for excellent 90's pop. I made it up to him by playing Simon and Garfunkel for an hour or so afterwards.
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Apr. 22nd, 2005 09:13 pmMore Highlander watchery. Duncan and Methos slay me with their cuteness. Have just been watching the episode where Duncan gets Methos to pretend to attack an Immortal called Robert in order to convince Robert's wife Angela that she still loves him. Methos' panicked expression and spazzy run when Angela chases after him with a sword is hilarious, but him tricking Duncan out of the barge and Duncan spitefully going around messing everything up as payback made me laugh so hard, I think most of Yorkshire heard me.
Alan complaining that Duncan sounds too American to make most of the flashbacks seem convincing. Jess didn't realise they were flashbacks, so presumably she just assumed Duncan liked prancing around in period clothing for the hell of it. But hey, who doesn't? I have no opinion, since Duncan + fluffy shirt renders me incapable of coherent thought.
You know who I miss? Xavier St Cloud. I mean, his episodes were kind of boring, but he was great. I'm so glad he still turns up in backstories every now and then.
Apparently Methos studied duelling and medicine at the University of Heidelberg in 1453. Merton planned to major in Paranormal Studies at the same university at the end of Big Wolf on Campus. Yay for bizarre fandomy crossovers!
In other news, today I made some very delicious brownies while listening to Hanson. Have come to the conclusion that Thlayli really does not like Hanson, as he went crazy and managed to leap over the four foot high puppy pen in which he lives, landing on the dining table and hiding behind a pile of old greeting cards. He has no appreciation for excellent 90's pop. I made it up to him by playing Simon and Garfunkel for an hour or so afterwards.
Alan complaining that Duncan sounds too American to make most of the flashbacks seem convincing. Jess didn't realise they were flashbacks, so presumably she just assumed Duncan liked prancing around in period clothing for the hell of it. But hey, who doesn't? I have no opinion, since Duncan + fluffy shirt renders me incapable of coherent thought.
You know who I miss? Xavier St Cloud. I mean, his episodes were kind of boring, but he was great. I'm so glad he still turns up in backstories every now and then.
Apparently Methos studied duelling and medicine at the University of Heidelberg in 1453. Merton planned to major in Paranormal Studies at the same university at the end of Big Wolf on Campus. Yay for bizarre fandomy crossovers!
In other news, today I made some very delicious brownies while listening to Hanson. Have come to the conclusion that Thlayli really does not like Hanson, as he went crazy and managed to leap over the four foot high puppy pen in which he lives, landing on the dining table and hiding behind a pile of old greeting cards. He has no appreciation for excellent 90's pop. I made it up to him by playing Simon and Garfunkel for an hour or so afterwards.
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Apr. 6th, 2005 09:57 pmGuess what arrived in the post today. Hint: "There can be only one".
Okay, so it's kind of hokey, and suffers from terrible early 90's fashion (Tessa's hair gives me near-deadly Saved By The Bell flashbacks, and I'm not even going to start on Richie), but dude! It's Highlander! I haven't seen it in over a decade, but back when we were kids, Johnny and I used to worship this show. Seriously, I think Duncan was one of my first crushes, and I still have a fondness for the name Adrian. I was maybe nine or ten when it was on TV, and I remember it used to be on pretty late (after Melrose Place, which we weren't allowed to watch because of all the Naughty Things going on), but Mum used to let us stay up past our bedtimes once a week so we could watch Highlander. It was a tradition with us - we even had this spazzy dance we did when the theme tune came on. Every week, while Mum was watching (Naughty!) Melrose Place, Johnny and I had our baths and got ready for bed, then Mum would make popcorn on the stove and we'd sit and watch Highlander together, and Mum would say that Duncan looked like a chimp and Johnny and I would get all offended that she had insulted Our Hero; she, being Irish and therefore in league with all things Sick and Wrong, was a Richie fan.
In other news, when testing your apple strudel for a satisfactory level of crispiness, do not push down on it with the back of a tablespoon. I just had half the filling explode in my face. Seriously, it was like bukkake with apple bits.
Okay, so it's kind of hokey, and suffers from terrible early 90's fashion (Tessa's hair gives me near-deadly Saved By The Bell flashbacks, and I'm not even going to start on Richie), but dude! It's Highlander! I haven't seen it in over a decade, but back when we were kids, Johnny and I used to worship this show. Seriously, I think Duncan was one of my first crushes, and I still have a fondness for the name Adrian. I was maybe nine or ten when it was on TV, and I remember it used to be on pretty late (after Melrose Place, which we weren't allowed to watch because of all the Naughty Things going on), but Mum used to let us stay up past our bedtimes once a week so we could watch Highlander. It was a tradition with us - we even had this spazzy dance we did when the theme tune came on. Every week, while Mum was watching (Naughty!) Melrose Place, Johnny and I had our baths and got ready for bed, then Mum would make popcorn on the stove and we'd sit and watch Highlander together, and Mum would say that Duncan looked like a chimp and Johnny and I would get all offended that she had insulted Our Hero; she, being Irish and therefore in league with all things Sick and Wrong, was a Richie fan.
In other news, when testing your apple strudel for a satisfactory level of crispiness, do not push down on it with the back of a tablespoon. I just had half the filling explode in my face. Seriously, it was like bukkake with apple bits.
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Apr. 6th, 2005 09:57 pmGuess what arrived in the post today. Hint: "There can be only one".
Okay, so it's kind of hokey, and suffers from terrible early 90's fashion (Tessa's hair gives me near-deadly Saved By The Bell flashbacks, and I'm not even going to start on Richie), but dude! It's Highlander! I haven't seen it in over a decade, but back when we were kids, Johnny and I used to worship this show. Seriously, I think Duncan was one of my first crushes, and I still have a fondness for the name Adrian. I was maybe nine or ten when it was on TV, and I remember it used to be on pretty late (after Melrose Place, which we weren't allowed to watch because of all the Naughty Things going on), but Mum used to let us stay up past our bedtimes once a week so we could watch Highlander. It was a tradition with us - we even had this spazzy dance we did when the theme tune came on. Every week, while Mum was watching (Naughty!) Melrose Place, Johnny and I had our baths and got ready for bed, then Mum would make popcorn on the stove and we'd sit and watch Highlander together, and Mum would say that Duncan looked like a chimp and Johnny and I would get all offended that she had insulted Our Hero; she, being Irish and therefore in league with all things Sick and Wrong, was a Richie fan.
In other news, when testing your apple strudel for a satisfactory level of crispiness, do not push down on it with the back of a tablespoon. I just had half the filling explode in my face. Seriously, it was like bukkake with apple bits.
Okay, so it's kind of hokey, and suffers from terrible early 90's fashion (Tessa's hair gives me near-deadly Saved By The Bell flashbacks, and I'm not even going to start on Richie), but dude! It's Highlander! I haven't seen it in over a decade, but back when we were kids, Johnny and I used to worship this show. Seriously, I think Duncan was one of my first crushes, and I still have a fondness for the name Adrian. I was maybe nine or ten when it was on TV, and I remember it used to be on pretty late (after Melrose Place, which we weren't allowed to watch because of all the Naughty Things going on), but Mum used to let us stay up past our bedtimes once a week so we could watch Highlander. It was a tradition with us - we even had this spazzy dance we did when the theme tune came on. Every week, while Mum was watching (Naughty!) Melrose Place, Johnny and I had our baths and got ready for bed, then Mum would make popcorn on the stove and we'd sit and watch Highlander together, and Mum would say that Duncan looked like a chimp and Johnny and I would get all offended that she had insulted Our Hero; she, being Irish and therefore in league with all things Sick and Wrong, was a Richie fan.
In other news, when testing your apple strudel for a satisfactory level of crispiness, do not push down on it with the back of a tablespoon. I just had half the filling explode in my face. Seriously, it was like bukkake with apple bits.
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Dec. 1st, 2004 10:22 pmOh NOES!
It's December 1st and I've just realised that I forgot to buy an advent calender, again. This is the third year in a row! Woe is me!
In other news, parental units coming to visit on Friday, which means I have to clean and tidy and possibly cook some food. Have therefore spent entire day in the kitchen making two different types of curry (the second one was supposed to be Aviyal but it went wrong), soup and the dressing for goat cheese salad. Cannot absolutely guarantee said food is not poisonous, but we'll probably go out to eat most of the time anyway.
Bookshelves arrived today, finally. Have not set them up as am tired and want only to bathe and rid myself of onionstench. Which is actually what I'm going to do now.
It's December 1st and I've just realised that I forgot to buy an advent calender, again. This is the third year in a row! Woe is me!
In other news, parental units coming to visit on Friday, which means I have to clean and tidy and possibly cook some food. Have therefore spent entire day in the kitchen making two different types of curry (the second one was supposed to be Aviyal but it went wrong), soup and the dressing for goat cheese salad. Cannot absolutely guarantee said food is not poisonous, but we'll probably go out to eat most of the time anyway.
Bookshelves arrived today, finally. Have not set them up as am tired and want only to bathe and rid myself of onionstench. Which is actually what I'm going to do now.
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Dec. 1st, 2004 10:22 pmOh NOES!
It's December 1st and I've just realised that I forgot to buy an advent calender, again. This is the third year in a row! Woe is me!
In other news, parental units coming to visit on Friday, which means I have to clean and tidy and possibly cook some food. Have therefore spent entire day in the kitchen making two different types of curry (the second one was supposed to be Aviyal but it went wrong), soup and the dressing for goat cheese salad. Cannot absolutely guarantee said food is not poisonous, but we'll probably go out to eat most of the time anyway.
Bookshelves arrived today, finally. Have not set them up as am tired and want only to bathe and rid myself of onionstench. Which is actually what I'm going to do now.
It's December 1st and I've just realised that I forgot to buy an advent calender, again. This is the third year in a row! Woe is me!
In other news, parental units coming to visit on Friday, which means I have to clean and tidy and possibly cook some food. Have therefore spent entire day in the kitchen making two different types of curry (the second one was supposed to be Aviyal but it went wrong), soup and the dressing for goat cheese salad. Cannot absolutely guarantee said food is not poisonous, but we'll probably go out to eat most of the time anyway.
Bookshelves arrived today, finally. Have not set them up as am tired and want only to bathe and rid myself of onionstench. Which is actually what I'm going to do now.
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Aug. 6th, 2004 04:32 pmGrr.
Too fucking hot. Woke up this morning feeling like I was being suffocated. Bastard summer.
New DVD player arrived. Have yet to try it out, though. Will do so in the evening when lounge is not a killer suntrap.
Started clean-up from last night, but realised halfway through that I couldn't be bothered. Don't really need that cutlery anyway.
Best thing about cooking a roast beef dinner for four? Eating the left-overs. Horseradish sauce + gravy makes everything taste better. Plus, no cooking for me tonight. Woo!
Cinema tomorrow with Alan, Jess and James, providing we can agree on what to watch. Jess and James want to see 13 Going On 30. Have threatened to jump off balcony if they make me see anything with Jennifer Garner. Some people cannot appreciate the trauma of being forced to sit through the Daredevil movie - Jennifer Garner + Ben Affleck = a pain not even Colin Farrel can soothe.
Too fucking hot. Woke up this morning feeling like I was being suffocated. Bastard summer.
New DVD player arrived. Have yet to try it out, though. Will do so in the evening when lounge is not a killer suntrap.
Started clean-up from last night, but realised halfway through that I couldn't be bothered. Don't really need that cutlery anyway.
Best thing about cooking a roast beef dinner for four? Eating the left-overs. Horseradish sauce + gravy makes everything taste better. Plus, no cooking for me tonight. Woo!
Cinema tomorrow with Alan, Jess and James, providing we can agree on what to watch. Jess and James want to see 13 Going On 30. Have threatened to jump off balcony if they make me see anything with Jennifer Garner. Some people cannot appreciate the trauma of being forced to sit through the Daredevil movie - Jennifer Garner + Ben Affleck = a pain not even Colin Farrel can soothe.
