nny | (no subject)

Apparently England is on 'critical alert' right now. I just woke up and I got to tell you, I ain't feelin' it. A plot was foiled to blow up planes, so now there's no hand luggage allowed and we're being told not to travel unless it's necessary. Mahvellous. I mean, really, we so totally needed another reason to be isolationist and xenophobic. How will Tony cope without George for so long, though? Only time can tell.

My mum seemed to be getting inordinately stroppy about this, which it took me a moment or two of waking up to actually process - I kind of forgot that my little sister G is away in Morrocco (however you spell it, I'm not awake) right now. There probably won't be any problems by the time she comes home, I just hope she's not watching the news and fretting.

Oh, and the parting in my hair switched sides overnight. I blame the terrorists. Or possibly Harrison Ford.

ETA: One thousand, one hundred and thirty seven pounds and sixty two pence. The sixty two pence is very important.

My tax finally came back.

:D!!!