1) Create a back-story about a universe where China was/is a dominant power ( Read more... )

( Text not work safe! Badfic = <3 )

I just sent off an email in which I misspelled my own first name.

This is a new low...

Livejournal isn't a social networking site or journalling service or whatever.

It's a machine whose sole function is to allow you to locate depressed people.

It files them on your friendslist.

This was apparently saved as a draft in here: "I'm going off lj until I manage to turn into a funtioning human being again. Yesterday councillor said to me he thought I was coping fine. As if to perversely prove him wrong, since then that I've proceeded to be insanely angry in a way I've never been before in my life ( Read more... )

My dad died on the fourteenth of March this year. It was cancer: malignant melanoma. I've been trying to write out something to tell you all about what a fantastic person he was, but I want so much to write it well that I can't think how to get the words right. He was funny, he was intellectual and full of ideas, he was caring, generous, gentle and ( Read more... )

PS - If I wore a fursuit, and it was a pig, would that mean it'd be called a bristlesuit? And if I wore a naked mole rat fursuit, would that be a skinsuit and sound far too weird and creepy?

Tonight I feel that it is vitally important to tell the internet at large, or at small considering my readership, that my mouse is screwed. And buggered. And all other interestingly sexual metaphors for non-function. Yes, unfortunately for my mouse, it has not actually been lucky enough to partake in a little rumpy-pumpy with another wee grey and ( Read more... )

"So are you doing anything for valentines?"
 "Yup. I'm going golfing."
"With your wife?"
"No."

WELL DONE THAT MAN

1) I have to apologise to anyone who friended my journal because they thought I was funny and/or otherwise entertaining.

Sorry.

2) This is my last day as a teenager. Interesting. I feel like I should do something to commemorate the occasion, like ... throw a tantrum.

3) I forgot my own birthday. I didn't actually realise what day it was tomorrow ( Read more... )