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These are some pretty old posts! I don't blog that much any more, but if they are of interest, feel free to browse. Alternatively, you can go back to the homepage to see some more recent stuff.
These are some pretty old posts! I don't blog that much any more, but if they are of interest, feel free to browse. Alternatively, you can go back to the homepage to see some more recent stuff.
Two of Witches Queen of Hearts a Dozen Friends Flowers-made-of-Stars</i> Ah, tonight. Opposite night of my birthday, the night the other fires burn. The skies are full of woodsmoke and the light of the full moon and hundreds upon hundreds of flowers made of stars. This weekend was full of...
And so, with the first frost crinkling the grass and the heating turned up, the season of wishes became the season of dreams. At times, the world makes it perfectly clear that it is a whole six months from lilac season, and the frost crackles like the land itself is...
Nostalgia, I reflected, was a strange thing indeed. There were a lot of things I missed about my old life, since I moved away. But I had thought it was only the people, and the things I did with those people. It seemed that I was wrong. As I stared...
Rant time I’m afraid. So, I found a flat. A really nice one - pretty big rooms, balcony, nice views, really close to the town centre, and within budget. Eric liked the sound of it too, so I called the agents to pick a time to sign contracts. Then, I...
Oh, summer, how quickly you departed… Now I leave the house for work in the dark of the pre-dawn morning, and only return as the sky grows dark toward dusk again. Autumn is here once more and, though the roses still bloom, the first frost will soon come to lay...
The wedding was awesome in so many ways. The whole weekend was, in fact. But now I am ill =S Wedding photo links follow: Andy’s: http://s23.photobucket.com/albums/b388/A-Guy/The%20Wedding/ Apologies for the brief posting.
2.25 hours on phone + 1 hour past bedtime + no time for supper = cotton-wool brains
I have on my desk: Half a bottle of bad port A nearly-full bottle of Blue Charge A glass. So, should I perform the ultimate sin?
UV-fluorescent body paint is awesome. Drinking tea in nightclubs is awesome. Actual space to dance in is awesome. Smuggling bottles of port into nightclubs is awesome. Soul Calibur on giant TVs is awesome. London is awesome. Going to bed at 6am is awesome. My friends are awesome. Thank you.