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Seasons Greetings!
Whether you celebrate anything during the season or not, here's wishing you joy and happiness. -
Original: He was not uninvited
He was not uninvited
Warnings: Rape hinted at, not described.
Word count: 116
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Actor boycotts
It's an interesting idea to M that I do this, but I make a point of avoiding works by actors/artists/directors/writers/etc whose actions or views I find abhorrent. M doesn't really understand how it works, and why I'd deprive myself of something that I might enjoy just because "I don't like the person". But it's about more than that. I avoid works ( Read more... ) -
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My internet is screwy at the moment, so if you don't hear from me that's why.
Life is beginning to perk up, got a house sorted, just need to get all the ducks in a row. Work is slowly getting better as well. And I am rather smashed, so shall sign off now. -
And Scotland votes No
I'm actually rather disappointed, I was hopeful the Yes vote would rally the number enough to actually break away from the rest of the UK. At that point then it would be able to be the socialist country is clearly is trying to be (and can't because of too much power down South). Hopefully we'll at least see further devolution of powers, rather than ( Read more... ) -
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This may possibly be the best line I've read on the internet all year:
"Captain America makes me a more patriotic person. That's why I wouldn't mind him finishing quickly as my country comes first." -
A little getaway
Off to Glasgow! Hopefully when I return my new laptop keyboard will have arrived, currently mourning little d's keyboard (I may have spilt wine on it) and the extreme difficulty that is not having a proper keyboard. But in the meantime I shall be heading to Glasgow where I shall hang with the sugar and see some family. And try not to do any ( Read more... ) -
That was a rush
Jumped on the train tracks today, thankfully I had a full ten minutes to retrieve my phone after dropping it, but sweet baby g if there isn't that heart pounding moment of I may not make it back up. Those tracks are deceptively far down. -
A small favour to ask
I'm trying to put together a little prose/poem and I would love if anyone would be willing to share a fear/little lie you've told yourself. Big or small.
If you're happy to have your name put to it let me know, or comment anomously. Comments are screened.
Working title is: These are the lies we tell ourselves
Mine: I'm not afraid of being left -
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I HAVE INTERNET AGAIN! Oh sweet baby je don't ever go away again. Now to just run off and pick up my new passport, Portugal in 12 days!!!!