Monday, 27 June 2011

I dream of a better tomorrow, where chickens can cross roads without having their motives questioned.

I am posting, mainly out of guilt here, for Allie has completely monopolized the blog here. I have about three posts saved that I never got to finish. Hopefully, the same shan't befall this one. I shan't bore you with book reviews (Reason A: I haven't read any books lately. ) I did have this little thing I wrote around my meme, called the Music Meister, that I was going to put up .... but ... I ah, lost it. *pushes fingers together*

So anyway... (sorry Allie) I am here to contradict Allie's neatness spurt, and her I-want-to-turn-this-into-something-worthwhile-and-all-about-books-spurt.

Current Book: Zeta. If it counts here, I'm in love with the manga series Black Bird. Read it if you're a manga fan. (Yup, you guessed it. I am.)

Current Playlist: Hotel California, the Eagles. I forgot how darned amazing this song was. Look it up, if *gaspeth* one doesn't know it. *Holds up hands* I know, I know, I like oldies songs.

Current Colour: Black, and white, and the colour of sunlight caught in drops of dew on the grass, and the colour of a lark's whistle.

Current Favourite TV Show: Dr Who. Some may have their doubts, but I still believe in him. Oh, and Ouran, if one counts manga anime.

Current Wishlist: For summer.

Current Book Wishlist: Anything. Anything new at all.

Current Needs: More hours in the day.

Current Bane of My Existence: This headache, my excema, MY FILLING ON WEDNESDAY! NUUU! Why did I remind myself of that? I cried a lot of my first ever filling, despite people assuring me that it won't hurt. THEY LIIIIIIIIE. =(((( I know it. Perhap's I'm being a wee bit negative...

Current Objects Around Me: Dad, the wireless mouse, a stapeler, an onminous potted plant, a wad of brown envelopes, my skin, my clothes...

Currently Thinking: I'm getting Joe Craig for a brother in law. I ammmmmmm.

My connection's being all fritzy.

Girls can do all the things boys can. And we can do it in high heels.

Pickles are cucumbers soaked in evil.

Alice's iPod.

This is me, leaving you to go back to your lives, and make someone smile today, because you're not feeling grouchier than I am.

*hugs* Tora.

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