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Everyone else appears to be going forward, and starting new classes and getting Vox things and moving on and getting fabulous jobs, and me? I'm doing an A-level. And looking at unis again. I am moving backwards. It is to sulk.

I'm turning into an evil bitch from hell, I'm afraid. I'm so sick of hurting and it's making me horrible. I complain too much, I realise this - livejournal posts now are at the times I'm in a bad enough mood not to care that I'm spamming you with whining. I'm sick of hurting and I'm sick of not being able to quite keep up with LJ. I feel like I'm laughing at jokes five minutes after everyone else in the room has already got it.



The thing that's made today better is the laaaarge amount of emails I woke up to today. It's been a long summer at milliways_bar with no apps, and now they're open again, and people are pouncing. It's cool. :D


And now I'm going to get blood taken. Which involves a looooong walk. Oh, fun.

*bitch bitch bitch*

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Productive morning. Got blood taken, pottered into town, found a pair of tweed trousers and a chunky zip up cardigan for a tenner (aah, buy one get one free, how I love thee), found a coat that makes me squee with love which, let's face it, I'll probably go back and get later this week - I didn't need to socialise this month, and Portsmouth'll still be there in October. I bought flowers for my mum to apologise for being such a grumpy bint lately, and then promptly dropped them on my foot. And squeaked. Loudly.

I was not, in fact, aware that Xas is currently advertising GAP. Be still, my nevermind heart!

Now I'm gonna see how much nap I can get away with before mum gets home.



Oh, and anyone who has me friended? I'd have bought you flowers, too, if I'd had the money. Just... think of your favourite flowers, and pretend I bought them for you, 'k?

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Okay. Who're Rodney McKay and John Sheppard, and why should I be interested in them?

(I've just read a pretty spectacular AU by toft_froggy, see, and I have no idea who they are.)

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I've decided to claim Zelenka.

Yes, in advance of seeing the show, what's your point?

*pets him*



ETA: OH GOD, this fandom seems so full of good fic! Already!

:D!!!

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*glees*

I'm in love.


Not love love, because it really isn't possible for fandom to hurt me enough. But I'm in... maybe fourteen-year-old love with a fandom. I'm in first-date love, where you're not quite sure you know them and you're feeling your way around a little bit, but everything is slightly rose-tinted. That stage where you're not entirely sure it'll work out, but you've just got this really good feeling, and then you discover little things; just dropped into conversation and quite by chance but there're things you have in common and it makes your stomach fizz with the unvoiced squee of it. The kind of love where you discover how talented they are and you're almost blown away by it, the kind where quite by chance they mention that actually they do love all the same things as you do. The kind where even though you're still wondering whether anything will actually come of it you're idly wondering if, should you follow it back to its place, it'll make you tea, too.

Man. I should read fanfic more often.

:D