what does a girl have to do?

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Also, anonymenting if you fancy it?

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I ask because Oh L'Ammour came on while I was on the bus this morning and I felt a little teary, from the swoony vocals, even as I remembered pelting through Leeds to the station everyone closing their eyes, hands on hearts and just sincerely belting it out. Bestill my dated romantic heart!

Today is my Friday, which means I am busy, but also up for anono comments distrasction when I come up for air in an hour or so. Ask a question, confess a thing, tell me a secret thing, describe your view or a good thing you saw, or anything basically. The only rule is don't be cruel.

I'm going into work fugue in a bit, because there is a lot of stuff I need to get done before boss returns from annual leave which I just haven't applied the requisite concerted effort + time = shiny brilliance equation to. I'm going to have to not internet, but would love to have something to look at in the 5 minute concentration breaks I'm allowing myself.

So, does anyone fancy doing anono complements? Feel like saying something nice about your friends, or someone whose work you admire without feeling ashamed at being so nice? Or y'know just talk about your Friday afternoon summer musings....

Anyone up for that? Filth, fury, fun, observations about your fellow wo/man....

So yes, tis Friday once more, and I have approximately 200 questionnaire results to input, sporadic bursts of randomness to cheer me on through the afternoon are welcomed.

In other news, I have mostly been away/busy/out and thus reading posts on my phone which is very selective about whether or not I can comment or loses my carefully thought out tailor-made reply of awesomeness and so, you never hear from me, but I actually do care very much, I am just utterly rubbish at remembering to respond properly from a computer at a later date.

Tommorow I get to see if I can indeed pass through to the main rookie programme, but am having doubts after my back went into spasm on Tuesday losing me control of my feet. I feel like an unfit idiot at present because I haven't done any running and so on.

So go to, say nice things or not, recommend me good data-entry tunes - I find synth/singer duos are quite good for pretend rudimentary keyboard technique when using the numerical key-pad.

Whare are you up to?

Now my reasoning for the dates is a sort of compound of practicality and stupidity, I picked a Sunday because I live far and I reason people will travel to be fed on a Sunday, I moved into my place on 23 March 2007 so its the closest practical date given I shall be Black Plasticking it on the Friday and shouting myself hoarse at Rollerderby on the Saturday, also potential additional non-London guests will be in town that day so, go to.

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Sorry non-London folk, I forgot to make that an option, but obviously I do not expect travel from far and wide for lunch in mine abode.

Also I totally haven't cleared it with my flatmate but I reason its best not to clear imaginary parties* with him!

Obviously final guestlist is subject to change, and won't include some of the lurkers/spammers because I do not know em!

*By imaginary parties in this case I actually mean an imaginary low-key recovery session.

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Also, I like this! Do you like hipsters, do you like misery? Then go on. Right I need to get back to organisation.

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I am covered in splotches of paint and have a brush stuck in my hair while I pout and furrow my brow with concentration. I feel strangely lacking though, like someone should be attempting to have their artsy way with me, and strangely indignant that noone is. Seriously so wrong.


In other news, I complained to the regional head for the managers of my building, I had their surveyor round here in 90minutes to assess the rat issue, also the rat man was ace, although surprised by their ingenuity re the peanut butter. Glad I left it for him to see!

What random fantasies have you been having lately? anon comment if you really wanna.

My Friday night planning seems to have gone awry a little, I got talked into buying face-cream at lunch time, and well after last night I don't sparkle or shine so please feel free to entertain, incite thought, or just mouth off a little.