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is on holiday! Rah! :D |
on bus next to stereotypical geek: shoulder-length greasy hair, full, untrimmed beard, social uncertainty & reading Blood For The Blood God! |
Made toffee for the first time last night - hitting things with a hammer then a sticky sugar-and-fat rush; very cathartic, I recommend it! |
has slam-dunked HESES08 (largely down to boss's genius and hard work). Party on! |
@ibeyou who're you, dude? |
about to start screaming. HESES08. Nuff said? |
@punctuation bwuahahaha! We worked like maniacs and it was totally worth it. Everyone was so impressive! Thank you again! |
@punctuation http://twitpic.com/qyga - Wasn't that steel guitar wonderful?! And, on a related note, I'm totally going to steal these ph ... |
@punctuation And excellent you were too! :) |
just ran for bus - wrong one, it turns out - & am sitting here, choking, heart going like thunder & an enormous grin on me: I CAN RUN AGAIN! |
would like to be less tired, please. Please? |
@TheInkTank it could be worse - I've got Beyoncé's "If I Were A Boy" stuck in *my* head! |
boggling at HOW MUCH Cardiff has outdone itself in tacky Christmas lights on St. Mary's Street! WOW! |
am bleh. What a time to get a cold! However, this coach is more like the felt-covered, slightly broken plastic we've come to know & endure. |
just setting off for Cardiff; usual randomness but everything sorted save packed lunch. Blimey. When did National Express get so flash?! |
remembering why Ursula Rucker is the Queen, and why I got into performance poetry in the first place |
being dizzy, ill and worried about friends in VW NLC |
Officially time for a "HELL YEAH!" - http://tinyurl.com/5k6p38 but what's this Prop8 bollocks?! |
just sent text back to Danni: "What do you mean: SNOW?! Oh, my gods. Look. Snow. Right. Blimey." What a night to be broken |
very very tired still and quite nervous about going back to work next Monday |
