Aug. 10th, 2008

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  • 10:18 Cousins/guests just left; am in the mood to have a massive row w/ The Mother #
  • 11:39 @leda_speaks Yeah. We just had a blow out. Unfortunately, I still want to throw a tantrum, heh. #
  • 15:06 Oh my god, Bernie Mac died. tinyurl.com/5wzsro #
  • 17:48 Watched The Darjeeling Limited which turned out to be the kind of thing that I like. Am in much less of a stonking bad mood now, too. #
  • 19:49 @twincy lols, 'dig'? #
  • 20:53 Weird spread of films on telly tonight; choices, choices #
  • 21:02 @denzina haha, it's about time! #
  • 21:11 @bishalicious welcome, o welcome, bishy one #
  • 21:21 @denzina Am beginning to regret Bish's net revolution. One small step for Bish, one giant leap for Bish Domination?! #
  • 21:23 @denzina btw, am setting up a tag for you @ del.icio.us; then you can gReader it at last #
  • 21:35 So much for watching a film. Musical shenans ahoy! #
  • 21:36 Admittedly it's difficult to apply 'shenans' to the kind of folk I'm listening to, but still. The effort was made #
  • 21:37 Marmoud Darwish died, too. :( tinyurl.com/5cpxxs #
  • 22:14 @denzina Aie - you have my copy of Darwish! #
  • 22:18 @twincy do you like Joseph Arthur? I can't remember #
  • 22:20 @denzina Thanks. Need to find another version, though. The online one is redacted all over dodge, wtf #
  • 22:40 @twincy Live podcast. Haven't listened to it yet. Hee, re: tats, what kind would you get? #
  • 23:16 I'm stupidly knackered - stupidly because I've done bugger all today. Bed time, world. #
  • 23:17 @denzina don't know if you've logged off or if you're still drawing on your wall but: yo, Nz. is prowling. Take cover! #

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delga: ([life] that's zen --is it?)

Haha, so I was reading old entries (from about a year ago) and I realised, wow, I'm a posting miser these days. What's with that? Mostly it's because I have nothing to do right now except complain - about being home, about my parents, about my lack of employment. So. Consider that portion of this post over with because I'm too tired to talk about that again.

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Last night I had a dream which mashed up Life and Weeds. Crews and Nancy were married, and Crews was having an appropriately challenging conversation with Shane. It was SO BIZARRE.

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My cousins from Canada are in England this summer for my other cousin's wedding (which is in a fortnight, aie). They're staying at their paternal grandfather's house but they came to visit this week. (Their mum is The Dad's younger sister.) Anyway, they arrived on Wednesday night, although I thought they were coming over the weekend. This turned out to be a good thing which I knew it would be, regardless of my reluctance, because my older cousin, R, is hilarious. Her sister, T, and I are the same age, and she's very sweet, too. So we had dinner at our house on Wednesday night, and on Thursday we had dinner at Baby Cousin's house. We also tried to watch Enchanted but we kept getting interrupted. Managed to watch the whole thing, though.

There was a lot of walking to and from my house because my Foiba (The Dad's sister) is a walking fiend. On Thursday we also made a trip to a local park where we fed ducks and played in the kids' playground with Baby Cousin. Again: hilarity! It was a really lovely day, actually, and so sunny, too. On Friday they went to Twin Lakes with Baby Cousin; I skipped that particular trip. I saw the photos when they came back, though; looks like everyone had a great time.

Said cousins spent Friday night at our house again, which was great. We watched Hairspray and fussed with bedding &c. &c. They left after breakfast on Saturday morning. Poor R! They're super bored at their grandparents' house because there's nothing to do, and no-one to hang around with. No net, either, so it's not like they can talk to people back in Canada either.

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So, V's wedding is in a fortnight. The registration is in a week's time, 16th August, and then the wedding itself is a week later. Things are, naturally, crazy in the house at the moment because clothes need unstitching and restitching. I'm slowly extraditing cheese from my diet and trying to keep up a habit of walking out. That said, every time I step out it starts opouring with rain. Thankfully I have my trusty brolly to keep me dry.

Today I walked into D. (yes, it was raining) and on the way I saw about 50 classic cars drive past. They all had yellow cards with numbers on them stuck to the windshields so I guess there was something going on. It was pretty amazing all the same.

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Am having a bit of a disc crisis. The drive is working again, thankfully, but I was trying to access NCIS S4 for The Sister today and the disc wouldn't read. "Cyclic redundancy check". SIGH. It turns out the settings I was using to burn the discs were incorrect so now I have to salvage twenty-odd discs of information. SIGH. Thankfully the ones I was using to back up actual files are fine.

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In the musical portion of this update, I've recently started listening to a folk band called The Wailin' Jennys. Invested in a couple of albums early last week. A light and lovely sound, fairly traditional, and a great soundtrack whilst I'm reading. (The Time-Traveller's Wife continues to be wonderful. It's been slow going, though, what with the visits &c.)

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Yesterday I watched The Darjeeling Limited which I've been waiting to see for quite some time now. It was funny and beautifully shot. Someone's posted a picspam of it at [livejournal.com profile] picspammy today which made me want to watch it again but I'll give it a break, I think.

I also posted some icons for the first time in months yesterday. I don't know. I just don't get a kick out of making icons any more. DUN DUN DUNNNN. A sign of age? Or a sign of impending doooom? I'm going to strike for a middleground and suggest that I'm too lazy to bother doing anything I give a damn about any more.

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Do you know what's smashing? THE MIDDLEMAN. How I love it so! I've finally caught up and was Very Pleased to see the return of Jacket-less Middleman. !!!!

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