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[Jul. 16th, 2009|08:06 am] |
Opening day came and went.
God damn it, am I tired. We're open 24 hours and I think that I just want to sleep forever. Errrh, I wish I could go into details but my brain is just frazzled. In every new endeavor, there is always kinks, and unfortunately they didn't see the kinks until they hit NIGHT SHIFT. (yeah I look forward to seeing how they correct it at a later point in time)
This icon clearly shows that I'm loving life right about now. |
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| Transylvania Do You Hear Me SQUEEEEEEE!!!! :D:D:D |
[Jul. 16th, 2009|12:41 pm] |
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*Pounces ![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) alice_montrose and smishes her with molestifications of lurv* ^_^.
When you told me I am getting Soragumi Elizabeth and Datenshi no Namida you kinda forgot to mention the Shinjin Kouen of 2002 Hanagumi and 1996 Yukigumi (trying to wrap her head around Ranju Tomu (she who is Phoenix Wright) as Der Tott XD)... Oh and MAKI ICHIRO In CONCERT !!! and... and ... OH MAH GODDESS!!! THE SENSHUURAKU OF TSUKIGUMI 2005!!! (Heeeeeeee! Kyrian hair is long and fluffy *molesticates it* ^_^).
I only plonked all the DVDs to see if they work (the DIVA only work on my PC but that is fine since that is where I watch EVERYTHING anyway :D:D:D).
My only qualm with this event of pure joy is that I have zero to minus time today to watch it - It is sitting there taunting me with its promise of shiny and SMEXEH as I zoom from place to place doing the house-wifey and Mother-y thing.
But SQUUUUEEEEEEEE!!!
I am a happy fangirl *snuggles* ^_^.
Oh and incidentally - I just switched on the spell-checker for this entry and it couldn't recognize half the words... WOT??? Are you trying to tell me MOLESTIFICATIONS is not a real word?
IT IS NOW!!! :D:D:D |
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| Love in a time of dragon pox: Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince movie review |
[Jul. 16th, 2009|01:28 am] |
Let me say this: Half-Blood Prince is every bit as awesome and as awful as you've heard. It's important you note that there are good points and bad, and that someone who hasn't read the books is more likely to see the positive, whereas somebody like me, who has read every book well over ten times (some of them as many as sixty, and no, I am not exaggerating or kidding - the Three Year Summer between books four and five was long, after all!), will readily list the inaccuracies and faults. Half-Blood Prince was riddled with them. I'm quite harsh on it because of that, and I feel guilty, because I loved the movie anyway. As you're reading what I have to say, remember that: I still love this movie, just as I love the books, albeit differently. I still enjoyed it and will enjoy it many times more. Along with the bad, it was rife with truly hilarious moments, some cute and fuzzy scenes, and emotional brooding and conflict that made me bite my lip to hold back tears. That, and it's a beautifully shot film. Apart from some rather sloppy transitions, I can't quibble with the cinematography. Hogwarts is truly resplendent in this movie.
( Harry Potter's wizard angst is back on the shelf, replaced by Harry Potter's hormonal turbulence. The seatbelt sign has been turned on )
If you've read the books and you're a stickler for canon, you'll probably pick at it just as I have, and find parts of Half-Blood Prince wanting. You'll likely find yourself annoyed as you watch it, wondering what the writers and director were thinking as they decided to shoot this scene or cut one that might have been better. You'll also find yourself wringing your hands, or feeling your heartstrings plucked to the beat of Harry's own heart as he stumbles to his mentor's side. You'll find yourself pitying poor Hermione that she has to watch Ron drift away from her, and wanting to grab Ron and shake some sense into him. You'll find yourself siding with Harry, wanting him to succeed, hoping everything works out for him, and crashing to the ground when everything goes horribly and he can't seem to pick up the pieces. This is his story, after all. Harry is the hero, and Half-Blood Prince succeeded in making me cheer for him and want to squeeze him close and never let him go. That's one of its triumphs.
Harry Potter and the Half-Blood Prince: half-baked in places and princely in others...? (Okay, sorry, sorry, I won't try to play on the title again - or not so poorly, anyway.) Often flippant in the face of Harry's dark fate and the unhappy task before him, frequently quite funny, and overall a beautifully-shot film with great acting, but an unfortunate choice of focus and target. It's not the best Harry Potter movie. For me, that honor goes to Prisoner of Azkaban, or to Goblet of Fire. But it's not the worst, either. I'm sad that it wasn't the best so far, because at the time, the book was (can't decide which book is my favorite of all seven, to this day). The book was terrific. I know, I know, the movie isn't the book. As a movie on its own, with less of that book-adaptation aspect, it's glorious and awesome. I'd love to see it again and take it less seriously, just enjoy it as a movie and have laughs at all the jokes. I guarantee you I will see it about a million times, too, just like the other films, and it'll spark a new wave of Pottermania in me and in others, and it's been a few months since I read my HP books, so the reentry into my life isn't an unwelcome one.
"A sure sign of a good book is that you like it more the older you get."
Another sure sign of a good book is that you see the movie based off it and love that movie in spite of its flaws, simply for telling its own version of the events in the book. |
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[Jul. 15th, 2009|10:10 pm] |
LOL BRB HAL EMMERICH.
I MEAN...
Otakon!
Sorry I haven't been around. D: Wedding Shower organizey stuff, real life, art and godsibb have taken over my internet life. :< I'll be back soon! I hope. ._. |
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[Jul. 16th, 2009|09:15 am] |
It's my money, dammit. Why do you all care how much I'm withdrawing? I'm my hard earned caaaaash. >:[ I am getting that ATM account so no one has to know how much I'm earning and how much I'm withdrawing. This is so annoying, dammit.
In other news, I am left only with the occasional cough. And increasingly getting fatter. :D
I was looking over "Where Kazuma Meets The Devil (And Checks Him Out"*, I couldn't help but gloss over my favorite part. Oh, Bad Man With Skewed Morals, how I love thee.
*ACTUAL NAME
( Read more... )
I am only working on the last few parts now and soon I will be done and will edit the hell out of this and, well, generally pumping the air with my fists in triumph. |
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| "I feel cranky and pubescent today, and I don't know why!" |
[Jul. 15th, 2009|05:04 pm] |
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"Harry Potter night
I'll drag Mr. Spock with me
Wizards lack logic."
"Half-Blood Prince is here
But there's still a queue to fight
Wish I had a bat."
There you go. I don't normally respond to the Writer's Block prompts, but I thought it'd be fun to work it into my post this time.
Naturally, they're both related to Harry Potter, because it's the meaning of my day today. Zelly has been surprisingly tractable about the whole thing, and even bought a ticket on Fandango - partially to appease me, since she knew I'd harangue her till the end of time if she didn't come with me, but mostly because, as she puts it, "I'm excited to see Dumbledore die." I can't say that her evil thoughts stem from her green blood or her chicken wussishness. There's gotta be another explanation. She's the only person I know who looks forward to Dumbledore's death. I know I'm cringing in anticipation, and we're four hours away from seeing the movie.
I downloaded Stravinsky's Rite of Spring and listened to it twice today, mixed in with all the other music I've been listening to. Juxtapose Stravinsky with Red Hot Chili Peppers and what do you get? A frightening combination. Anyway, every time I listen to Rite of Spring, I see "Fantasia" playing itself out. If I took a nap listening to that song, I'd wake up thinking I'd just seen an Alasaur take down that poor, useless Stegosaur. That part, replete with its "dun...dun...DUNNNN" seemed to be one of the themes of my childhood. That, and my dad chattering excitedly whenever the Night on Bald Mountain segment was about to come on; he loved the "big ugly guy" and always threatened Todd and I with the "big ugly guy" if we were being honyocks. Memories...I hope Chiyori can look back on things and tell stories about them when she gets older, and laugh about the silly things her family did and the songs that became the soundtrack of her life.
As for the lines for Harry Potter, I shudder to think of the time we'll spend hovering outside the movie theatre. I planned to get there at eight for a nine o'clock show, but I'm starting to think we should get there sooner. So I've got to make sure I'm one hundred percent ready before Dad gets home and we have dinner, and repair the units in the South Ridge by midday or there'll be hell to pay. That means that as soon as I get done talking y'all to death in here, I need to go fix my hair. My makeup's already done. I swear that sometimes, I do have foresight, and I do prepare properly. Not all the time; only when it's something of great personal importance but minor overall significance, such as going to see Harry Potter or Star Trek or another movie that I'm guaranteed to obsess over like a fool. ^^6 When it's something like making sure to pay my library fines, or checking my email for information from job search websites, or even organizing my mail so it's easy to find and pay my bills, I forget all about preparation.
Now that I'm thinking about it, I'm just gonna go get ready. I'd planned to talk more and go wild talking about the oft-mentioned Red Dog Venue, to which I have yet to do real justice, but once again, I'm pushing it back. What a slacker.
"Memory is a child walking along a seashore. You never can tell what small pebble it will pick up and store away among its treasured things." |
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| Double Gay - The Return! |
[Jul. 15th, 2009|10:11 pm] |
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And LO did the Double Gay Trippled and Quadrupled and there was much rejoicing!!!
Apart from the people who hate Takarazuka and got two doses in one day ^^;;.
BEHOLD!
Komu (delicious ears!) and Tom (Delicious ... EVERYTHING!) do the double gay to gladden the heart of the Lamasu :D:D:D
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(The full scene HERE worth it for Asami Hikaru's drool worthy dancing *wibbles*)
And now to dream dreams of joy! ^_^
(In which my wife spanks me for looking at other Otokoyaku ^^;;). |
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| Londons Adventures |
[Jul. 15th, 2009|06:13 pm] |
I try standing up
My feet really hurt today
Ow ow ow wince ow
That's what comes from traipsing around London for the whole day yesterday. Much fun was had, though~!
( Yesterday's adventuring~ ) |
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| we improve, by leaps, bounds and denial |
[Jul. 16th, 2009|12:28 am] |
I have learned that my works from 2003 are embarrassing and I would die if I were still at that same level today.
In slight relevance, here is a very short snippet from a poem/fic I wrote ways back.
Don't…ahh, so rough
Not desperate yet needy
Wanting to the extent of hurting
And that's it, folks. |
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| Starry starry night |
[Jul. 15th, 2009|09:37 am] |
I'm not one for mysticism or religion. I've had my brushes with it in the past and it always struck me as a bunch of people trying to one up each other with how weird they could be. Of course, I've met some people who are quite genuine about it, and they always make me smile. I don't agree, but I don't have to. You know?
I don't believe in UFOs, astral projections, mental telepathy, ESP, clairvoyance, spirit photography, telekinetic movement, full trance mediums, the Loch Ness monster and the theory of Atlantis, no matter how big the paycheck.
I make the following statement knowing full well that I'm contradicting myself.
I saw my mom last night, and I know she's happy.
More accurately, I had a dream about my mom last night. I had come to the island where she was living and after having dinner with her, went for a swim in the ocean. I didn't stay long because there were sharks, but they were more curious than vicious and a couple of cuttlefish swam by and shook tentacles with me.
I climbed up a ladder and went back to see my mom again, but she was at this nice little tiki bar by the beach, drinking and having fun with her friends. I called to her and waved goodbye and she smiled and said something I couldn't hear.
There was more, but it was a random assortment of boats, some driving around, some more swimming in the ocean stuff.
Waking up though, I realized that if there was an afterlife, that's probably what she would be doing.
The rational part of my mind knows it was just a dream and I've been thinking about her a lot lately. Especially because I'm getting my scuba gear out and jumping on an inexpensive Nikonos V (which is the underwater camera my mom used to use).
The part of my mind that longs to give in to superstition and wonder is pretty happy that she let me stop by. |
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| A Week Away~ |
[Jul. 15th, 2009|10:09 am] |
Went out to the cottage with my mom, my sister Melanie, my brother Jeffrey, my step-brother Cameron and mom's fiancee Michael. While my sister did nothing but get on my nerves everything else about it was awesome. We walked, we swam, we ate toasted marshmallows, mom ganked Jenn's copy of Book 1 and is helping me out (much, I'm sure, to cephiedvariable's fury), I was eaten alive by mosquitoes, came home with a tick (an adventure of its own), took Tim out with us, canoed, found a swing set and swung, practiced with my staff only once on fire and remembered how much of a terrifying rush it is.
I only did a couple of things that I hoped to. I got a bit of work done on the poster. I drew a few pictures I haven't finished colouring, I coded a bunch of fanfics for Tales of Tales, and I spun fire again and remembered you don't have to do much to look cool, but it helps.
My favourite part was just spending some quality time with my mom. We don't get to see each other much since she lives an hour and a half at least away on public transit, so I don't see her as much as I'd like. This week I knew I should get up because I heard mom bustling in the kitchen, making coffee I could help myself to, and I could meet her for a morning chat on the porch.
Ahhhhhhh... <3
This morning I got up at 9:30 since there was no mommy around to rouse me. Buu. |
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| Old MacLama Had a Dream... |
[Jul. 15th, 2009|10:03 am] |
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And in her dream she had a WIFE...
SRSLY - For some reason Jun Shibuki keeps marrying me under the strangest circumstances in my night dreams. Last night it was an under-water wedding and she demanded I would marry with flaming read hair. It took me the entire dream to fine a hair-dresser at the bottom of the Atlantic ocean and by the time I found one it was over-booked. Jun Shibuki got into one of her rages (which she gets when she feels like marrying me - last time she dragged me by the hair to the registry office in what proved to be the best Shot-gun weddings of my dream-lfe... I even made the effort to struggle Uke-style... and happily failed!) She basically upturned all the equipment until the hairdresser freaked out and did my hair.
Then the entire crew of the little mermaid played Hava Nagila and we got married by this white shark in a cravat and a top hat ...
And it all made sense until I woke up - rather refreshed - in the morning ... it took me until I had my tea for the WTF to dawn on me.
Not complaining though but ... honestly... brain... what opium den did you fall asleep in yo???
Here - look at my wife in bitch boots and clingy red velvet :D:D:D
I should probably blog about my hectic life but I rather keep that to myself and the few people who want to hear about how obsessed I am to get AS DEEP UNDERGROUND AS POSSIBLE right now ... seriously - got the bug for disused mines like WOAH!
The thrill of flying - PAH!
GET ME 300 FEET UNDER - NOOOOW!!! XD
I thought it was new but apparently - I was reminded - I used to love going into caves and was the only girl who never freaked when taken into those narrow tunnels dating to the Maccabian rebellion in the Judean desert... they were awesome by the way... apart from that really narrow one you had to crawl on your back for the longest 3 meters of my life ^^;;.
Big Pit - Here I Come!!! ^_^
My wife might not approve ¬_¬. |
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| : I understand the meaning but I can't explain this feeling now : |
[Jul. 14th, 2009|05:08 pm] |
We open the Super Walmart tomorrow. I'm going to be in there putting the final tweaking touches on it. Really it's very exciting, despite the opening ceremony where the managers pretty much use it to fap to how wonderful they are (with the exception of the nightshift managers because honestly, WAY MORE HUMBLE). Despite the fact that management will be management, it's really awesome to think of the wonderful job all of us 'peons' did. We got that place shit-hot and looking good and I would like to (on behalf of the nightshift) take 100 percent of that credit, however I'm sure that Dayshift did maybe 10 percent of it. No matter, we still did a large portion of it.
There's a certain pride that one takes when they realize that yes, they can sort of make a difference especially when you are building something from the ground up. It was an invaluable expirience for me, remiscient of my time in the military when I got to help building from the ground up a base in the middle of Qatar. You might think that 'oh, it's just a store.. and that was a military base'. But there was more people there building up the military base, not to mention that it was never as polished and as refined as this store LOOKS.
The military base was rough.. but we'd polish it with use. This was a diamond that started off as a lump of coal and we had to polish it just so that it would be ready for eventual display.
Is it polished? Yeah, I think it is.
That's been my random musing on work.
And now for a feel good Take That Video.
The above video looks better on High Definition.
Which reminds me, another happy bit of note. They filmed Take That "The Circus" Tour and I don't know when it's coming out, but it WILL be coming out and you can guess who is going to buy that. (No, I bet you guys can't guess) |
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| C'mon everyone! Sing along! |
[Jul. 14th, 2009|02:09 pm] |
Alright stop what you're doin'
Cause I'm about to ruin,
the image and the style you're used to. |
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[Jul. 14th, 2009|09:09 pm] |
In a nutshell: I think I caught a bug. It's either from my mom or from the office.
So I countered this with 2 vitamin c capsules. Let's see what happens in the morning, aight? Right now I'm feeling the muscle pains but no, 'ehhhhhh, i'm sick bleh' feelings yet.
I want to world-build at work so bad but there is just so much to do. In contrast to my previous job, the fact that I'm doing so much and not really feeling the hours is a good sign. Right?
Going to crawl under the covers now and sweat this out. |
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| music is my drug |
[Jul. 14th, 2009|09:53 am] |
So I just spent nearly 2 hours organizing WinAmp playlists and story OSTs. To make it fair, check these out.
*Titles such as Rei no Kage and Namida no Tenshi are not only embarrassing but are also wont to change.
I swear I'll do other things than spamming my journal. Like go to work. Which is in about an hour. Before I leave, I'll throw a few more story titles at you guys, complete with some inspiration songs. I'll probably give them their own OST entries later.
( more music ) |
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| Breathe the moon and eat the sun sitting in the fire. Hold the bacon; give me a side of chapter four |
[Jul. 13th, 2009|05:55 pm] |
Oh my gosh, I should have seen this ages ago, but in the mess of moving and other Real Life™ business, I somehow missed that euphoric_aria had added a new chapter to her incredible fanfic, "Homecoming." For those who haven't checked it out, it's a Kingdom Hearts fic and it's one hundred percent worthy of your love and admiration. The main pairing so far is RikuxSora, but other characters are growing in prominence, and I'm sure there will be more to come as the fic continues. Well, euphoric_aria was really kind and actually dedicated the chapter to me and I didn't even see it till just now! I can't believe it! I must go read and review, right now. (Cue cut here where Atolay, embarrassed, rushes to her friend's journal.)
Okay, now that I've read chapter four and reviewed it, we return you to your regularly scheduled programming, with the reminder that those of you who like Kingdom Hearts need to head over to "Homecoming" and read it right away. Namine and Roxas continue to take shape in this chapter, even if Roxas - and thus, Sora - is decommissioned for a while and Namine must cope with the stress of being trapped in Kairi's life without someone who can completely empathize. Well, somebody conscious, that is. Now, go read it!
Random bitch of the day: the Blockbuster nearest our house blows so hard, it's like being forced to listen to a right-wing politician discuss his plans for the future of the country. It sucks so much, it's like trusting your junk to a prostitute with a mouth like an industrial-strength Hoover. We went there to rent "Cars" (yeah, I know, we're so grown up), as I haven't seen it. When we got home, the disc was so scratched that it skipped five chapters in the middle of the movie and I missed everything important, so Zelly said we should take it back and get it resurfaced. Surprise, surprise: that Blockbuster doesn't have a buffing machine. They also don't have a computer for printing new membership cards, as one of the employees mentioned when I joked about my handwritten Blockbuster card from the store in Boise. So, pop quiz! If they don't have any way to print new cards, and they don't have a way to clean and resurface their DVDs, what are they good for? Just like war, they are good for absolutely nothing.
We wound up getting credit on my account so I could rent another movie, and we watched "O." It's good. Since I've been thinking about Othello a lot recently, it was only natural I wanted to watch it. Zelly seemed to like it, too. She said she enjoyed it. It's dark, but not without its snickle-worthy moments, nor was it without its WTF moments. As Zelly kept asking, "Why did he steal the hawk?" and she puzzled over it the whole movie, even though I tried to explain why and did a really rubbish job with my psychoanalysis of the characters. Overall, it was a realistic modern adaptation of Othello, so I'd recommend it. Plus, Julia Stiles frequently surprises me with her acting ability. She's been in some horrible movies, but this is not one of them, and there's one scene in particular that grabbed me. Let's just say any woman could be in her position and feel the same way, and relate to the way her character reacts - or fails to react.
Been in a sort of funk as far as reading new fanfiction. That is to say, I've been reading a lot, and some of it's quite good, but I don't know that I want to write recs for it. For me to rec something, it has to strike me somehow, or the mood has to be there, and maybe it's that I don't feel as much like writing a review here. I've been meaning to review the webcomic Red Dog Venue for a while, ever since I did webcomic recs last week, and I simply haven't dredged up the energy to summarize it coherently, much less discuss my opinion. I've also been meaning to talk about
Normally, I'd summon something else to the dish and continue this entry in as rambling a fashion as possible, but truly, I've run out of things to say! I'm sure I'll be just as verbose as usual tomorrow. Maybe even more so.
(Psst: Go read "Homecoming," and once you've done that, check out "Red Dog Venue." Now I'll stop prodding you and go away.)
"I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be." |
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| re: organizing tags |
[Jul. 14th, 2009|08:36 am] |
So I went and did what I should have done ages ago: Organize my tags. I have managed to cut them down from a whopping 121 tags. Half of which were silly and/or useless.
Here be a quick and easy guide to rummaging my journal:
For those who are interested in my original stuff, click original.
For those interested in my writing specifically, hit writing.
And for those interested in my art specifically, hit art.
If you want to be a little more meticulous, hit original: writing and original: art for strictly PoetCynicverse stuff.
Some entries are under friends lock, just so you know that back then, I was trying to maintain a Friends Only journal and eventually got tired of hitting the Friends Only post option.
In other news, oh my god those are huge squid. BUT. Would they be as good as calamares? Stay tuned! |
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| losing, in intervals |
[Jul. 13th, 2009|11:48 pm] |
On my 13th birthday, I lost whatever good impression I had of highschool.
On my 14th birthday, I lost whatever trust I had in big groups.
On my 16th birthday, I lost two friends because I came out.
On my 21st birthday, I lost another friend too.
But this time, I am the one letting go. I've thought about it for the past few days and what you said, a little past midnight and while we were rushing mom to the hospital, was more than a little insulting. I expected you to pray for her recovery, instead you told me not to complain. Perhaps you don't know the feeling of being so aware that every time you have to rush to the hospital, you're forced to accept a little more that the strongest woman in your life is a few steps closer to dying. Perhaps you don't know how hard it is to tell yourself It's Going To Be Okay, when you're in the emergency room and you haven't had a single wink of sleep. And perhaps you don't know what it means to 'be there for someone'.
You were a good friend, at some point. But that point is too far away now.
Goodbye. |
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| The last two days... |
[Jul. 12th, 2009|11:15 pm] |
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Going down a disused Welsh coal mine - Spooky and Awesome! ^_^
Watching England stubbornly holding on on the last day of the first test in Cardiff - Noisy and Awesome! :D:D:D
Feeling on the dead side of death right now but very very pleased.
Awesome weekend was Awesome!
THE END ^_^ |
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