Blog Archive — Page 50
These are some pretty old posts! If they are of interest, feel free to browse. Alternatively, you can skip to more recent entries or head back to the homepage to see some more up-to-date stuff.
These are some pretty old posts! If they are of interest, feel free to browse. Alternatively, you can skip to more recent entries or head back to the homepage to see some more up-to-date stuff.
I just failed a credit check, god knows how. No new PC, and no Supreme Commander, for me =S
Good morning! Here’s a happy image to stay with you for the rest of the day. Mr Fantastic + Viagra = ? Enjoy
Yes, this means you - Mark, Andy, Eric, Little Andy, Racheet, Domina, Gemma and Mike! Changeling: In Love and War will be making a return! So, here’s what I ask you guys to do, please! All of you - Vote on whether to keep the game on RPoL or run...
So, LiveJournal, you previously decided that Foxglove was the gayest-looking photo of me on the series of tubes. Now, not one but two new challengers have appeared! Do Not Want Buttsechs? Vote now!
I just had a dream in which I was Liu Bei from Romance of the Three Kingdoms, and was taking down jade war-striders using giant spear-lasers. I think I need to play Exalted again.
Attention Soton Kiddies et al! Eric and I will be holding a housewarming party - yes, that housewarming party - this weekend! Address: Flat 30, The Chantry 18 Madeira Road Bournemouth BH1 1QS (Google Map) (For Google Earthers, people with Sat Navs and employees of Garmin: 50.723199 deg N, 1.871881...
It’s finally reached that time. Despite the furniture in the car and the eight boxes of books in the garage, not to mention the three bin liners full of stuff for charities or throwing away, my room’s still so full I can’t get to the bed. God knows how I’m...
So many dreams, so many… Like being crushed by them, but so beautiful… Redefining the world and redefining myself, endlessly… So cold, so dark… But must never lose this…
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...