delga: ([Random] omg it's saffron burrows!)

Heading to London in an hour or so to go to a get together for my cousin's wife's 40th. Looking forward to seeing everyone and dancing as much as possible! My cousin has also booked a room for us in Euston, but I can't work out why she didn't just book a Travelodge. It would have been cheaper and closer to the venue? Oh well. Heading there to get dressed and then head out. Exciting!

Meeting a lot of people in the next week, too. Going out with a cousin on Monday, Baby Cousin on Friday, and a co-worker from my last job on Saturday. Next weekend, my aunt and The Boys will be over, and it's likely that my dad's cousin and his family will be over with a wedding invitation, too. Busy, busy.

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January was a drag of time and also zipped past so I should never comment on the nature of time ever again. We had some snow which was mostly just annoying, and since then it's just been cold. Not freezing, though, for which I'm grateful. I don't have the wardrobe for snow and ice.

Work is so slow. I am fed up. I will be looking for a new job. The thing about having done it once is that I can definitely do it again. It pays to be proactive.

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Things I have been watching: NCIS (!!!!!); The Americans (It's Always the Russians); Dancing on the Edge (yessssss, but: more of the band, less of everyone else, please); My Mat Fat Diary (set very close to home in many ways); Justified (better pace this year). Still torturing myself with Glee, and really, really enjoying Elementary.

Being Human is back, which I loved, and I was going to catch up with Ripper Street but was thwarted by iPlayer. Oh well. Not fussed on that score, to be honest. I am also watching Girls which continues to be equal parts difficult and excellent.

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And lastly, a song.

delga: ([spooks] this old town suits me well.)

This year's year-end mixtape. As ever, link leads to tumblr. This is almost all new music this time around; I took out some of the older tracks that I've been listening to this year. Three tracks I would have otherwise included but could not were: +3 )



i came out of the woods by choice

track list )


Apparently I completely forgot that Lana Del Rey happened this year. Oops.

delga: ([brick] first wound.)

Oh, wow, what have I even been doing since the last time I updated?

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Stupid question. Obviously I have been at London Film Fest, and heading to work every day, despite there being no work for me to do. Obviously.

I saw a range of things at film fest, all of which I am planning on writing up. For continuity's sake, I'll post those here as well as on my dedicated tumblr, but suffice it to say that it's been an exhausting but fulfilling fortnight or so. My end film count was the same as my start, except I managed to get tickets to Beyond the Hills and ended up forgoing tonight's screening of Fill the Void. (Way too late, my god, what was I thinking?)

Also saw Looper, which I loved. I enjoy a good Moebius strip narrative.

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A couple of weeks ago I also saw Jesca Hoop perform in London, and went to see Berenice at the Donmar. I have some music things coming up - Chris Pureka and The Killers, the latter of whom are being opened by Tegan and Sara, omg - and I'm going to see Sally Hawkins in Constellations which I have been excited about since Spring.

At the end of November I have tickets to see a new production of Medea. Medea! Fuck yeah.

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I should post some poems because I have read some in the past month that have tripped me up. Share and share alike, y'all.

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I am sure I would normally talk about TV here but fuck if I can even remember what I've seen or haven't seen lately.

delga: ([Random] take pause.)


I'll be your Emmylou and I'll be your June
and you'll be my Gram and my Johnny, too
no, I'm not asking much of you
just sing, little darling, sing with me

delga: ([glee] take me or leave me.)

Guys! It's September! Whaaaaaat.

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Things that have happened since the last time I updated: LOLYMPICS; all of summer, apparently; I saw the rings; my one proper holiday of the year*; gingerbread TARDIS fail; my birthday; more Curious Incident; knitting; nails.

Eventful, yo.

*) I go to work 51 weeks out of 52 in a year. Those may not be full weeks, but I only take the week ending in the late Summer Bank Holiday off.

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work. )


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Are there any Brit-/London-based Chris Pureka and/or Gregory Ivan Isakov fans on my flist? Let me know; I might have something for you.

In quasi-related news: I have tickets to see Jesca Hoop this year! I loved Hoop when she first came out with Money a few years back, and the whole of The House That Jack Built makes me crazy with how good it is.

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Hipster Who returned! It was a good episode, but something was missing. I don't know what that something is just yet. The plan is to finish my goddamn knitting project today, and re-watch.

In other news, did anyone watch Accused 2x02? Or 2x03 for that matter. Ugh, talk abut being shanked. 2x02 featured stellar performances from Anne Marie Duff and Olivia Colman. Both were amazing. Can't wait to see Duff in Berenice at the Donmar in the next month or so.

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New Merlin in a month. !!!!! YES.

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Didn't do that much for my birthday. etc & driving. )


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The programme for this year's Film Fest comes out on September 5th. Exciiiiiited!

delga: ([Random] scream.)

I am trying to remember the many things that have happened since the last time I updated and, as ever, am coming up blank. I talked myself out of updating a couple of times because I was freaking out over a few things which, in the end, turned out to be ridiculous. But it's been a whole month! So.

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I saw En Kongelig Affære at the BFI, which was pretty standard historical costume romance, except in Danish. Mads Mikkelsen played Struensee with a kindness I hadn't expected, but I was most delighted by Mikkel Følsgaard, who played the mad king. I am not at all surprised that he was lauded at Berlin earlier in the year.

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Spent an evening hanging out with [livejournal.com profile] xanitia of whom I do not see enough. Went out for a very pleasant dinner, and then headed back to mine and watched Island which is very good, but also very odd. I'd seen it before, but had forgotten whole swathes of it. Sent [livejournal.com profile] xanitia on her way with Brick which she has never seen, wtf.

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The Mother and I made time for Snow White and the Huntsman which was visually very, very good, but lacked definition. We both felt that the ending was terribly anticlimactic - not because we knew what the outcome would be, but because there were key points in the final act where someone says something to Snow...and then there is awkward silence as she stares at them and doesn't answer. It wasn't entirely clear to me why we were supposed to root for Snow to take the throne - I mean, other than Ravenna clearly being unfit to rule. Charlize Theron was wonderful as the evil queen, and I loved the people they cast as the dwarves, but ultimately I came out of the cinema feeling let down. Something was lacking.

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let's stick a cut in here: theatre, BFI, and London. )


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I completely failed to go to any of the Poetry Parnassus events, which I am irritated with myself over, even though I rationalised the decision to myself at the time, but I did manage to track down The Red Ball and some painted phoneboxes, so not all bad.

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I have seen the first two episodes of The Newsroom. opinions that others have also had. )


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Did I talk about the last episode of Girls? Girls. )


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I bought some albums! I haven't properly listened to Metric's Synthetica just yet because I haven't been in the mood to listen to pop electronica. I have, however, spent a lot of time listening to Jesca Hoop's latest offering, The House That Jack Built, which is quirky and playful, and has a couple of stunning tracks. At some point I will share, but will have to save that for when I am not zipping through a month of stuff.

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I saw Henry IV Part 1 and Part 2 in preview at the BFI on Monday. GOSH. GUYS. Are you watching The Hollow Crown? Stylistically the "episodes" don't match up (different directors), but they're a great feat. Some truly wonderful performances, and the whole set has a very cinematic feel to it. Wonderful adaptations.

Afterwards there was a very interesting Q&A. I have notes! But I am not sure how interested people are, so will probably bullet point them on tumblr after Henry IV is broadcast.

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I taught Baby Cousin how to knit, and then bought her some supplies. She tells me she is going to make a scarf. Atta girl!

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This week has been sort of crazy because I've had a few things on, and because I've been working odd hours. The Olympic torch came through Deeping this morning, and we all came out to see it, despite the rain. Tomorrow I'm back at the Nash to see Helen McCrory and Rory Kinnear in conversation. Friday, [livejournal.com profile] hestia8 and I are going to see Raza Jaffrey as Billy Flynn in Chicago. Exciiiiting!

My sister is back from Spain now, and she's brought two Spaniards with her. She's been taking them around - Lincoln, Cambridge, London, and all their shops - and I've met up with them for lunch (or to help them buy tickets to Shrek the Musical). They were here when Spain won the Euro final, and they came with us to see the torch this morning. They're very sweet girls, and Baby Cousin is quite taken with them. But it's meant the house has been a bit crazy, because there are people around all the time, and I've had around 10 months of being mostly by myself. The adjustment has been odd.

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Work is work is work. Have had a few weeks where it's been a bit slow and then intermittently frantic because other people are horribly inefficient, but whatever. It is still going; I am still going. It's almost one year since I started, but I try not to think about that too much because it freaks me out.

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GUYS. WHAT UP.

delga: ([thandie] perform)

I've spent the better part of the past three days listening to Lana Del Rey's album, and a good portion of today trying to talk about it in a meaningful way. Before hearing any of her music, the only thing I knew was some people on tumblr enjoyed her, and that she tanked on SNL. And then I heard - and fell for Born to Die.

The album is a bit odd to listen to after that. It's clearly of a similar mood and tone. But what's quite a wistful voice in the title track (as well as a couple of others on the album, including Video Games, which says something about how this album is being marketed), is more playful. I can't think of Del Rey without thinking of Florence and the Machine, but if the latter is setting fire to fairies in the British woodland, I would have first imagined Del Rey to be her American, rural counterpart. But I have found the rest of the album to be quite urban; the rhythms have a rap quality to them. It's quite different to other music that is popular right now, and I am enjoying the album so much. (The last one I loved so much was [fittingly, I feel] Ceremonials which is in the same musical range but so, so different.) I haven't stopped listening to it since I bought it, and I'm not skipping any of the tracks.

What I love most are the few recurring phrases that occur throughout the album, that are played off one another by the lyrics. There's a lot of rhyme, but more delightfully, there is a lot of syncopated metre. Sometimes I want to scan the lines.

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Aaaaaand rambling over.

delga: ([glee] take me or leave me.)

Another end-of-year mixtape type thing, as orchestrated by [livejournal.com profile] daygloparker. Link leads to tumblr.


it's always darkest before the dawn

track list )

delga: ([sarah connor] listen.)

This morning I had to take money out for my bus ticket. It's now 6.20a - I got back from town about five minutes ago. Summer in the morning is the best. It's still cool, out, but bright, with blue skies. I love it.

Shame this proactive-ness won't ensure my getting to work at a reasonable time.

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Guys! Remember that Bedouin Soundclash track I made you all listen to, Brutal Hearts? The one with Coeur de Pirate? [livejournal.com profile] the_grynne just told me that the lead singer and Béatrice Martin have collaborated to form Armistice. Gosh, I love their voices together. So brilliant.


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After a long, long, long time, I finally watched Terminator: Salvation last night. I had been SO excited for this film - for this story - and I felt a bit let down. I thought the world-building was interesting (I have always enjoyed that part of the post-apocalyptic pitch of the franchise), and I enjoyed Sam Worthington, but I felt the whole thing was lacking purpose. If it's supposed to be a trilogy, where is the story-building? It felt hollow, that Connor should have to learn to trust the machines from scratch. I thought the whole point of Connor was that he had tread this line as a child, a young man. I get it: he trusts Sam in the end. And Sam 'proves' his humanity with his sacrifice. But-- no.

I would have liked to have seen Connor die as a result of his injuries, and his cohorts...cover it up. Because then you get into this position where the name perhaps has more weight than the man. Then the idea of John Connor causes humanity to rise up. It's not like a huge number of people actually knew him by face - even Kyle Reese doesn't know him when they first meet. And I think that would have been an interesting thing to put against Skynet. Because Skynet can kill a body; that's matter over mind. But is it able to kill an idea?

delga: ([weeds] it is tough being a girl.)

This week is all over the place. I've been back at work for two days - one at each office - and already I feel a little-- not overwhelmed. Just. Fuck, you should have seen my in tray. Sub office tomorrow, again, this time for training. Hoping to get some contracts done in the morning. Who knows. Today one of my co-workers spilt her tea and wrecked a PC. Like. I didn't know that happened outside bad English sitcoms.

And then, on the train, I was accosted by this Pakistani woman whose life story I now know. She was very, very sweet, and seems to be having a hard time, but she did have the time to tell me that I need to take care of my skin if I'm looking for a husband. Good thing I'm not, eh?

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Ahahahaha, Weeds. There were parts of this week's that I had to skip (fuck, Andy, CUT IT OUT) but still: love. This. Show. Random fascination with Hunter Parish's fucking jawline has yet to dissipate. I am finding it upsetting.

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I have The Weepies' new album! It is the loveliest, d'aw.

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Tomorrow, The Sister and I are going out for pre-uni dinner with [livejournal.com profile] rv_icons, and I anticipate great lols. Also, last week I was in Edinburgh, and this still isn't the post where I talk about that!

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Ficathon fic: not written, of course. I should work on that.

delga: ([grace] yayarms!)

Last of the top fives. [livejournal.com profile] wishes_of_stone asked me for my five favourite songs and [livejournal.com profile] zeitheist wanted to know five moments of fiction (from any media) that moved me. Guys, did I miss anyone? Let me know.

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my top five songs )


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five moments in fiction that moved me. )

delga: ([merlin] your good & fertile mind.)

[livejournal.com profile] mollycares asked me my five favourite cities; my five favourite collections of words; my five least favourite animals; five things I've always wanted to say; my five favourite colours. I skipped the penultimate one because I pretty much just say the things I want to say unless I suspect I am being especially churlish and am likely to change my mind. I think before I speak, nine times out of ten, and I don't know that there are positive things I want to say that I haven't said.

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my five favourite cities )


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my five favourite collections of words )


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my five least favourite animals )


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my five favourite colours )

delga: ([Random] the praetorian guard.)

It is the night before the (extended) deadline for [livejournal.com profile] femgenficathon and I, naturally, am flailing around trying to work out why my brain doesn't work. So, in the meantime, a meme!

Ask me a five things related...thing. Personal, fannish, whatever! Annnnnnnnd go.

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In other news: wow, I slept like the dead last night. After a week of scratching walls, hormone-related temperatures, climate-related temperatures, a sudden mad recurrence of eczema for three hours on Wednesday night (what. the. fuck.) and the absence of a full-night's sleep since last Saturday, I went to bed at around 10.30 and then didn't wake until 9.30 this morning. And even then that was only because The Mother opened my door thinking I was already awake (I usually am) at which point I rolled over to look at the clock and thereafter guilted myself into getting out of bed.

Jesus, did I ever need it, though. Fuck.

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Ngggggggh, PAOLO NUTINI'S CANDY, NGGGGGGGHHHHHH. *hits repeat*

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Write or Die is extremely useful but I need a kernel of an idea first and I am pants at this right now. Giant sigh! And now I am going to watch the first two episodes of The Deep and wait for y'all to ask me shit.

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edit: Okay, so whilst I am STILL having issues with the tag auto-fill/drop-down fuckery, the select tags option is actually pretty nifty? Why isn't it all ticky-box-y on the actual 'edit tags' page? That would be so much better!

delga: ([Random] raptor.)

Why is it so hot on this bus? Yes, it is cooler out this morning than it has been for most of the week; yes, most people have probably brought a cover-up (jacket, cardigan, anything) to combat it. But. Why are we cooking? Did I not catch the 55 today? Are we on an express ride to the giant at the top of the beanstalk? Am I actually a muffin? I am delicious, it is true, but I am ready made. Look: brown. I don't need reheating. Turn the damn thing off.

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Dosh for gold! Cash for plutonium!

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The Dad gave me a lift to the station this morning, so although I am always on a bus at this time of day, I am actually on the second one of the day already. I should get to work in an hour, traffic permitting. Getting in earlier means I can get a lot of contracts done before I head to the subsidiary office this afternoon. I'm actually working until 5pm today, even though it's Friday and core hours end at 4pm. I've had a couple early days this week (I have, like, 10 hours of flexi, so I can afford it) and also The Sister won't get out of work until 6pm. This is significant because The Parents messed us around last night so we have bumped our plans to this evening. Our plans being to see Inception, of course.

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In my urgency to leave the house this morning, I have forgotten my notepad. Oh well; I do have my letter jotter still.

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Ahahaha, turns out that the person who woke me up yesterday was The Sister who noticed the clocks flashing and came to wake me up... only to see that I was sleeping and chicken out. Thankfully, being at the end of a sleep cycle, some part of me still registered the sound of the door opening, so by the time she shut the door again I was awake.

Daft girl.

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Actual lyric from Damien Rice's 'The Professor': "What makes him stall? What makes him stand? What shakes the elephant, and what makes the man?"

I-- elephant? This song is actually, actually great, but sometimes it throws me because I don't know the lyrics and I'll zero in on something particularly weird. Having paid more attention to it this morning, though, it sounds like a musical re-telling of Philip Roth's The Dying Animal (which I loved, if you remember). It may not be, but it's a perfect fit.

delga: ([Random] omg it's saffron burrows!)

Ahhhh, London trip tomorrow. Cousin's daughter can't make it now, but the two extra tickets may be going to someone else, so, whatever. A lot of excitement, and a speck of pettiness, but whatever. London trip tomorrow! I plan on having ~shenanigans.

Oh god, I should probably pack. And shave my legs. Social things require so much effort.

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Spent half the day at Cambridge today, then trekked to Huntingdon to pass the afternoon. Got about half through what I was supposed to be doing and then Boss Lady decided it was time to move people's desks around. Then spent an hour or so unplugging computers, moving things around, and then sorting out monitors and hardware installation. This sounds boring but was actually lolarious. Love going to the suboffice, especially on days like today when the people who are there are all awesome.

I have actually been fucking busy this week, and also getting things done. My contracts tray is slowly emptying but I fear my backlog of scanning. Dead people! Why did you all die so close together?! My co-worker, LL, and I have decided to start doing something about our filing system even though I was told to hold off, but whatever. We need the space, and I have decided to do it anyway. We have given the proceedings an operation codename. Badass.

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Things I discovered today that people have known for ages: the Hanson brothers still exist! Huh.

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The Long Blondes! Goddamn, I loved you.

delga: ([Random] italia.)


give me another waking moment
shine against the solemn grate
tell me the season's almost over
i can wait

Perfect morning music.

delga: ([Buzzcocks] SATSUMA LA ROUX!)

Y'all can come out now. I'm less cranky. In about an hour my grandmother is going to come upstairs and talk at me, so I can't say it's a lasting mood, but whatever. ALL CLEAR, GUYS, ALL CLEAR.

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Things:

one. I have unfollowed some of you from twitter. I know that people are prone to taking offence to such things, and I understand how you might, but mostly whatever it is that you are tweeting about is not what I am reading and/or what I have been skipping anyway. So I have just unfollowed and we are all still on eljay so I don't think this is such a big deal. I am sorry if you feel otherwise. Anyway, it's not like anyone is missing anything. All I tweet about is my horrendous commute.

two. DARIA IS OUT ON DVD ON MAY 11th!!!! Fuck yeah!

three. I'll be doing The Commute avec saris and accessories on Friday because there is no other way that I can get my stuff to London for the wedding. This is a distressing prospect! Here's hoping I make it out the carriage intact.

four. So, I signed up for [livejournal.com profile] femgenficathon and in theory I am excited about it. The ficathon is great! The prompt is fantastic! My ability to cohere sentences is still shot to hell. Cue anxiety, or something like it.

five. I put Girl With One Eye (Bayou Percussion Version) into iTunes' Genius playlist thing and it has produced a thing of aural EXCELLENCE. It is fucking amazing, holy shit. Things I will be syncing to the iPod for The Commute: the previous. Quasi-relatedly: Paolo Nutini's Sunny Side Up is an insane album.


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Annual postcard exchange, upcoming! I don't even know if I got it off the ground last year? But anyways, there'll be a post soon enough.

delga: ([raines] I see dead people.)

Last night we went out for A Family Meal. All in all, it was pretty good. Colour me surprised!

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I have somehow winged a half day today - EBL is leaving early to go to a meeting with her new bosses, so I have to take the train home. I should really try to get a last minute hair appointment, but fuck it; I'm just coming home. Some of my books should turn up today, which is tres exciting business if you are me, and also I am half through the latest Justified and would like the time to finish it. Let me echo the flist's love for it thus far. [livejournal.com profile] wliberation, if you can, you ought get on this. Oh boy.

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No, but really, the new Laura Marling album is excellent! Guys!

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I was ready by 6am this morning, hence wasting time updating before I leave for work. I won't be able to do this as much from next week on, I don't think, what with the return to The Commute. Next weekend is Easter weekend; the weekend after is a family wedding; the weekend after that we're having a get-together at ours. Busy, busy.

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Hahaha, now I am going to be late. TYPICAL.

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