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I've become suddenly, insanely busy (not that it was unexpected, or due almost entirely to my inability to deal with anything until it moves from the 'deal with soon' pile through the procrastination labyrinth only to land in the flashing-lights-and-sirens 'URGENT' section of my mental desk) and so please forgive me if I disappear for vast swathes ( Read more... ) -
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Paris was brilliant, as expected. The weather was good. Reconfirmed how rusty my french is, which is an incredible shame because I can remember when I was reasonably proficient, if only with quite a specialised vocabulary. (Less 'going to the shops' and more 'taking over the world', we got very bored and wrote political manifestos in french at the ( Read more... ) -
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Tomorrow I'm headed into London for a meeting with some very cool people who run very geeky Alternate Reality Games (wiki's the best place for answers on te subject). Don't get too excited, they're just giving me a bit of advice for The Project. So expect an update on that end tomorrow eve or day after morning ( Read more... ) -
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I have been terribly negligent with updating this blog, this will not do, especially when I seem to be spending quite a lot of my life procrastinating furiously ( Read more... ) -
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Watched Dr Who last night. Longer post coming up but in summation: not as on crack fantastic as 'The Stolen Earth', but definitely moments of squee ( Read more... ) -
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No internet at new flat.
Updates soon.
Miss the beautiful fluorescent glow of the internets.
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I am about to leave to London to sign the contract for my new flat. It's in Ealing, and lovely, and dear god I cannot believe this is finally happening. I'm holding off the celebration (which involves burning an effigy of my local rail office and then finding and kicking in the nuts the head of SouthEastern railways) and the house-warming ( Read more... ) -
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Pleased that it is a vaguely reasonable hour and I'm about to go hop on a train to go to school. The edit is going all right but might kill me in the end, watch for updates. If I've been shit at getting back to you, this is why. I'm really sorry, but getting on a train at this time and getting home by half eleven does not for a sociable meg make. I ( Read more... ) -
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Shani is designing fictional book jackets for the fictional novelist in my short film (how very Borgesian!). You have no idea how ridiculously excited this makes me. My dad's first reaction, when he saw the mockup on my laptop screen was 'Oh, so this is the novel your story is based on.' I was tempted to agree just to add to the meta ( Read more... ) -
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Wireless Festival. Guys, srsly. Who wants to go to this? Sunday 6th July, the Counting Crows are headlining. There are other bands too. But. The Counting Crows. If you know me at all you know of my sad pathetic incredibly fangirly love of them, if I don't get to see them I will cry bitter, acrid tears and possibly even flounce so come with me?