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I'm really not great, but I'm alive. In case anyone was wondering.

Had a dream last night about a cat getting shit on my pyjama leg and I woke up this morning and was like... EW, DUDE! I got back into BED?!

And then I remembered we have no cat.

I'm alive, I'm just not on the proverbial ball.

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Pay me a compliment!

Then post this in your own LJ and get lots of compliments from your own flist.

Because bad sucky ouchy day, and why not.

YOU ALL HAVE TO STEAL THIS.

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For the record, something I want to say before it's no longer true:

I have been in fandom and a slasher for ten years, now. Been posting stories online for five. And it has been the most amazing ride.

If you're in fandom, how long's it been for you?

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Okay, this here is a post for people who have expressed an interest in going to see Matthew Bourne's Swan Lake for me birfdy. I curse the world 'cos the whole damned lot of you can't come. *sulks*


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Oh, and if anyone could maybe offer me a bed for one or t'other of the nights, that'd be pretty damned ace.

*flutters eyelashes prettily*



ETA: Oh, and... should I be weirded out or flattered that my cute colleague-y person googled my name? He told me he had a good old nose through my amazon.co.uk wishlist. XD