DurAnorak (duranorak) wrote,

Poor little thing, the blackbird, wings in the water

Hi! God, look at it out there, it's grey and raining and October and that might mean I can actually start to communicate with the outside world again. Surely not! Anyway. Hello. I just know you want to know what I've been doing with myself.

Quick things first : one, I saw Boris getting very wet on his bike this morning, which amused me; two, I am ill, it's just a cold but it's infuriating; three, yesterday I unpacked all the Halloween tat I could find, bought some more at Sainsbury's, and decked my fireplace out for Halloween the way I've wanted to for. well. I don't even want to think about how long I've wanted to have a place of my own I could dress up in black and orange. There are candles and a pumpkin dish full of Halloween chocolate and all my autumn perfumes and my voodoo box and a cinnamon stick and I am very pleased, the end.

Eh, you know, I was going to write about how I'm in therapy again, and then I was going to write about how I went to meet Harry Potter fans over the weekend and failed completely at social interaction and had to run away (sorry guys, if you are reading this - you were lovely, I am useless), but I really don't think it's all that interesting to anyone. Oh, and I've been to Vagabonds again, which reminds me - does anyone know of a guy going around the goth scene who essentially thinks he's Draco Malfoy? My stalking skills aren't what they were - come on, London, I need your help.

Right. And now, work.

PS Troy Hart, by the way.
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