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[nny]

The Irish Breakfast has been sitting way too long next to the Chai and the one's infected the other with just the slightest hint of cinammon, just about enough to recognise. It really ought to be kinda gross but instead it's just funky, doing a hell of a job at waking me up. It's making me miss Bigger, though, and I'm gonna have to make a proper load of Chai soon, I think, try and persuade my family that they trust me enough to taste it, try to persuade my family that they love me enough to rent Chronicles of Narnia which I still haven't managed to see.

Maybe I'll rent it for myself, watch it on my birthday. Plans so far - get up, hopefully not hungover, go for massage at the posh hotel in town (this is my present, oh baby yeah), eat probably chilli. A little Narnia would finish it off nicely, I think, since I used to live there and all.

*eyes plans*

Hee. I suspect I'm getting old. XD

Comments

[sophistry]

Is your present still not there? Man, fuck the Irish postal service and their filthy lies. I am hand-delivering my job application tomorrow. >:O

[villainny.livejournal.com]

STILL NOT HERE! :O

Ah well. It's not mah boifday until Sunday, so there's time yet. :D

[sophistry]

I knew I should have just sprung for the courier. But no, I thought. You just asked the nice postman, I thought, and he said it'd be there by Monday. After all, thought I, how incompetant can the Irish postal system be?

OH WAIT.

[josepheenie.livejournal.com]

heh clearly you've not heard of Royal Mail... personally, I blame them