Damaris

Oh, I had such a lovely night...~worships characters~ They were so great last night...and then I had wonderful dreams about surfing on whales and then about you being in the newspaper in Victorian drag for some reason...and then watching said characters wake up was a heaven all its own. They are too beautiful together. They made me cry this morning just by looking so right together. ~s~ Miaow.

More taping! Hoping to get the 90s/2000s tape and the magic tape done and finish the weird tape, having done its companion daft tape yesterday.

Many kisses, cuddles and so much glitter you'll be shaking it out of your hair for weeks,

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Did I finish a tape? I think I did. Is it fantastic? Oh, I think it is.

Go me!

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But I need to be accomplishing *more*, not sitting rereading certain interesting journal entries...dear, dear.

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Could you, like, not? 'Cause, I have to have supper with my Nan tonight, and I need at least some of my brain working, and what with you and what my characters have been doing in my head all day and those blasted LJ entries and...stuff, dammit...

Oh, my god, I'm so so so so so distracted...

And, blast! I meant to reply to her and I forgot...G, remind me when you get back! 'Tis most discourteous of me...

But then, I can forgive myself, because I'm *so* distracted. ~g~ I'm also reminded of a HP fanfic I read once where Draco's just talking at Harry and he says something utterly bizarre and Harry looks up at him and says "How can you just come out and say things like that?" which is much how I feel at the moment.

Oh, goodnight. ~g~

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Goodbye, sanity! See you next week!

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...headed up by "Who's it for?" and closely followed by "Could you just clarify that whole paragraph please?" and "OK, I *don't* get this one, what do you *mean*?". Next in line is "Why is Enrique *still* number one?" Then "What *is* your real name, though?". And then the ones to which the answer is 42.

They're all questions I desperately want answers to. And I can't ask them. And they're driving me up the wall. And it's fun. ~g~

I made it through supper without making my mum ask me if I'd at last been reading Jostein Gaarder, though.
("No, mum, this one's spelled with a 'y'..." ~grins @ G~ I like it. I know you know I like it. But I *like* it. Oh, and you wait until you hear what ACS's One True Love had to say on the phone this morning...~thunk~)

Er...don't mind me. No, really.

And in no way was I bouncing around the house going "We talked! For ten minutes! Yay! We talked! For ten minutes! Yay!" when my Nan arrived. No. Of course not. ~g~

Mwah!

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PS Oh for god's sake! Did a Google search for "Serophia", which is a song I'm desperately trying to find the origins of, and got all that and that really helpful question right there. No, I did *not* mean to. But thanks for further absenting my coherence this evening...
~g~ It's a conspiracy! Who cares? It's fun!

...apparently, that 'random woman' singing on "Serophia" was Ofra Haza. Learn something new every day...I'm surprised though.
Oh, and she sang on a version of Temple Of Love, too. So, kudos to the homeland and all that. ~g~

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He is just...*so cool*!
And ACS oh so very has a crush on him.
~nods~ It's true, you know.
Or, erm, something.

~reads over today's entries~ Congratulate me...I haven't been this incomprehensible in *days*! On second thoughts, perhaps that means you should congratulate ciphergoth and his beautiful friends...

All my love to ACS and his One True Love and, well, everyone...

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