((My Mum works in the office of the school my brother and I used to go to. She's been there - oh, at least three years now, and compared to the last school she worked in she's both happier, better off and better paid, though not by much comparatively speaking. They don't give classroom assistants and office staff a lot of money ( Read more... )

((All I seem to be doing recently is posting memes.

...At least you know I'm not dead, right? ;) Yoinked from Pepper this time...

( IF YOUR LIFE WAS A MOVIE, WHAT WOULD THE SOUNDTRACK BE? )

((Spider-man needs one of these. Because I am crossing the streams like mad and because I say so.

And it'd be so cute with it sitting on his shoulder and swinging along after him and making snarky comments in Pokespeak! Eee!

((I spent this afternoon wandering through Cambridge market, my arms full of flowers, my head full of music and the cold wind blowing my hair and coat out into the horizon.))

((^_^))

((Pepper Pepper Pepper I just got your parcel today and OMG THANK YOU! *squeaks and flails over and waves paws in excitement* Huge Box was waiting for me when I got home from London and and and the arm warmers are adorable and the chocolates are nummy and OMG AMERICAN FOOD! *squee!* I will write you as much fluff and porn and silliness as you can ( Read more... )

So, everyone seems to be doing the summary-of-the-year thing, obviously enough. We've just sat in the living room, had dinner and traded anecdotes about various nefarious things that we've done or had done to us at school, so it seems like a good enough time to get contemplative ( Read more... )

((I have officially assumed the position of shameless attention whore by going up three times and doing kareoke at the local gay bar. *grins* We turned up early, due to a cumulative comedy of errors and my mishearing everything going, but that only really meant we got to pile into the bar after getting something to eat at CB2s, so that was fine. ^_ ( Read more... )

((Ohhh, I like this outfit. I feel like a cross between Indiana Jones and that one cowboy in every film that wears a black duster.

*swings around the curve of the stairway at work; coat billows, sheer glass walls catch the reflections in a million directions, glances out from under the hat brim and grins...'Course, the frilly shirt is probably far ( Read more... )

((Okay, now it's official. No ifs, ands or buts, aside from maybe the headcast's - WE HAS A HOUSE! :D ( Read more... )

((So I drew a pic of a fic from one of my favourite writers and posted it in a comment on her journal, as did a couple of better-artist-friends of hers.

...She posted mine up with her other prettypics in her journal. And she squeed. And I'm squeaking. *is fangirling just a little* And my paid account ran out just in time for me not to have a ( Read more... )