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Because it's all in the subtext.

1. Comment to this post with your username in the subject.

2. Post a link to your comment in your journal.

3. Your friends will come and insult you in the manner the British have been insulting their nearest and dearest for centuries.

4. Remember politeness is for your enemies, all out ridicule is for those you love.

5. Anonymous commenting is on, but not necessary. Otherwise where's the fun in it?

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From [ profile] juleskicks, because it needs to be said.

I am against the eating of babies. If you are too, post this meme in yourjournal to TOTALLY END BABY-EATING ONCE AND FOR ALL. If you don't, then we'll all know you're baby eaters!!
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Happy Birthday [ profile] raindroproses

All the cool people have their Birthdays today... ;-)

Thank you to everybody who's wished me a Happy Birthday, you are all lovely and shiny people.  And [ profile] heyjudas?  Getting the youngsters to do your dirty work, hey? You must be getting your zimmer frame soon. ;-P (Is K coming to the family gathering? It's been far too long since I've seen her.)

I went over to see [ profile] morgan32 on Tuesday evening and had a wonderful time having fannish conversations without the other person looking at me as if I was mad.  I picked up some CD's from her, including a double CD of Classical Chinese Folk Music.  Which Cullyn absolutely adores.  I've got it playing at the moment and he'll be playing with his toys, and then randomly, stands up and starts jigging on the spot to the music.  So cute!

And Yay! [ profile] twinkledru's coming down here again next week.  And it looks like there will be more Chinese food in the offing.  Yay!

Possibly the stupidest comic store owner in the history of stupid comic store owners. And I *heart* Nathan Fillion. (You have to register to read Nathan's post.  If you don't want to register you can read the body of the post at Wedonesque).

Doctor Who Meme )

Cool, I get to shag the Doctor loads and in all likelihood, save the world. (And curse [ profile] jekesta's sudden but inevitable betrayal!)

Must go now as I'm going over to Mum's for lunch and I have to get the house tidy before I go, as I'm having some friends over this afternoon.
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So it's my thirtieth on Thursday.

And anybody who has not been aware this is coming up has not been paying attention. Only I wasn't paying attention and thought my brithday was the week after next. So was slightly surprised to get back from Cornwall (And I keep on trying to type Cornwell, which is my maiden name) and find the date was the 24th and that it's my birthday on Thursday.

The last time I was this surpised by my birthday was two days before I got married and was chatting to a colleague about the wedding and honeymoon and things and suddenly remembered that it was my birthday three days after the wedding... SHIT SHIT SHIT that means it's my wedding anniversary tomorrow.

Eeeek Have no card or present or anything.

Um, how many years have we been married?

*Counts on fingers*

Seven years.

Last year sometime I was reading a post on [ profile] amipregnant by a twenty two year old who was talking about her husband. And I was thining that twenty two was far too young to be married. And then realised that I was twenty two when I got married. Sometimes I think if I met my younger self I would find very hard not to be patronising to myself. (I sometimes wonder how different things would have been if I'd had the older brother(s) I so deperately wanted growing up)

So seven years.  Um, what the anniversary for seven years?

Wool.  Woo'ls doable without going into Bath. Whoops. You know how in marriages it's the sterotype of the Husband forgetting dates and the wife doing all the housework?  Well with us it's so totally the other way round.  And Doug has a shit sense of direction, whereas I have kick ass map-reading skills. (Even if I have a tendancy to route-plan based on which villages have the wierdest names or which route will take us down the twistiest, steepest narrowiest lanes) I want to buy a copy of that book "Why Women can't Mapread and Men can't listen" and burn it in an elabourate ritual. It would be cathartic.

Have been wierdly depressed all day since finding out it's my birthday on Thursday. It's nothing to do with the age thing as that doesn't worry me in the slightest. Infact I have to say this now, but there's been a rash of people on my FL turning twenty-five and posting OMG I'm Twenty-Five and I've done nothing with my life and I'm Old and Life is Over posts. And I love you all dearly but twenty-five is so not old. Really. Honestly. I think I'm lucky in that the older generations in my family have all done the cool sttuff later on in their lives, and are continuing to do the cool stuff in their sixties, seventies and eighties. So I've never had the angst of do your cool stuff before you get old and die.

Which is good, 'cos I so haven't found out what the cool stuff I'm going to do with my life is yet. (And anyone who has posted an OMG I'm Twenty Five post, please don't be mad, I love you all and just don't think you should be stressing because spending all your time trying to not be old stops you actually living your life).

I did warn you about a lack of spelling and coherency didn't I? Good, you read entirely at your own risk.

Anyway, so I've spent the day feeling rather depressed about Thursday. I suspect a large part is because I had so little sleep whilst camping in Cornwall, because the kids were so excited they wouldn't sleep until well gone ten, and the Cullyn woke up about twelve both nights and ended up coming into bed with Doug and me and proceeded to try (and nearly suceed) to push us out of bed. And then wake us up at five. So very, very tired. And I think that's mainly why I'm feeling down. Plus I'm trying not get excited about Thursday.

Because I loove Birthdays. I believe that birthdays should be big things and Birthday people need a fuss made of them, because it's once a year, and who isn't better off for having a little bit of a fuss made of them? So I always try to give Doug a good birthday, with lie-ins, and not having to do any chores, and nothing stressful, and nice things. And the same with anyone else close to me that I have the opportunity to do something for. But not many people close to me seem to share my view point on birthdays. And I try not to say anything because I'm not doing it for reciprocation, I'm doing it because I believe in it and I'm a big girl now and don't need people to make a fuss of me. But I'm really a petty toddler who wants to throw an tantrum screaming because no ones paying attention. And being completely honest I'm scared that as I've had my present from Doug (and the boys and Doug's parents), and my Mum can be relied on to remember my present about a week after my birthday, and My sister isn't necessarily going to be around, that my birthday is going to be me trying to deal with the kids, maybe having Doug cook for me, (which, to be fair, is something to look forward to, because the man can cook) and not a lot else. And I shouldn't mind, I shoulnd't want more, but I do. Fuck I am a petty toddler.

When I was a child, I thought that being an adult was this magical state that you achieved sometime between eighteen and twenty one. When you were wise, and thought and felt appriopriately, knew what to do in all situations and were able to clean up your childrens vomit without feeling sick yourself. Insert sound of hollow laughter here. And even going through my twenties I still half believed that there was going to be this magic moment when I would suddenly feel like an adult. Would mentally catalogue myself amongst the grown-ups rather than the children. It was only a few years ago that I realise that you don't ever become an adult, you are always yourself, the only thing that changes is your experiences. And with any luck you use your past experiences to your future benefit. That last sentance sounds rather pretentious, but hopefull you get what I'm trying to say.

But anyway, I think with my birthday I'm giving my self low expectations so that if something nice happens that will be pleasant surprise-y and yay!, but if nothing happens I can be all stoic and not let myeslf down by behaving badly.

But because I'm so tired, and I have my period at the moment I'm all emotional and just making my self want curl up aomewhere and wallow. (Wallow's a very evocative word don't you think?)

Oh and I'm coming to terms with the hair.  Mainly I didn't like the way she styled it, it was all bouffant-y and helemet-y, and was disapppointed that the reds they had were all natural colours when I wanted something more scarlet. But now my natural wave's coming back through I like the cut, and I plan on finding out how soon I can get the hair re-dyed a more scarlet red once I've found somewhere near me that will do scarlet reds. (Going towards the Jane Goldman end of the spectrum)

Well done on making it though all that waffle.

I might as well meme now. )

Oh and some Banksy Icons. (Feel that making Lj icons from Banksy artwork is something kin to an oxymoron, but don't care)

1. 2. 3. 4. 5.

Obviously as the original artwork is not mine, these are sooo gakkable.
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[ profile] jekesta drew me my interests (I adore the pregnant lady) and it's seems to be turning into a meme, so as I've never been one to let a bandwagon pass me by, comment to this post, and I will do you a MS Paint drawing of some of your interests.


We had a thunderstorm this morning that started somewhere around 7am and was still going at lunch time.  It would have been cool, but we kept on getting powercuts, and our ups wasn't kicking in. I kept on losing track of which posts I'd replied to, and which I hadn't.

Although it could be worse, I could be at the Glastonbury Mud Bath. Have you seen the pictures? People were swimming to their tents to try and rescue belongings.

We're going to be braving the roads around Glastonbury tomorrow, as we have to go to Clarks Village in Street to buy the Kids' shoes.  And to get to Street we drive within spitting distance of the Tor.  Fortunately Pilton's on the other side so hopefullly the traffic won't be to much of a nightmare.


People keep on asking me what I want for my Birthday, (I might have mentioned <i>once</i> or twice before that I'm thirty on 28th July) and I have no idea.  I know I want things, I'm always wishing I had money to buy x or y, but as soon as someone asks me my mind goes blank.  And I hate suggesting things, 'cos you have the whole cost dilemma. You don't want to suggest they're stingy and likely to spend 50p on you, but then again you don't want to ask them for something costing too much.  And then there's the problem that everyone has differring ideas on what is an apropriate amount to spend on birthday presents.

It's all so much trauma! ;-)
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Gakked from [ profile] lodz

Some stuff you may not have known about me )
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We went to Wookey Hole yesterday.  My friend Sarah had never been, and as we live 40 minutes away, I felt it was time that omission was corrected. I wanted to stay in the caves all day, the caves are a steady 11 degrees and it was so muggy outside.  It was so muggy that when we came out into the valley, my glasses steamed up.  In England.  I've never had that happen before. (For anyone who is interested, the Dalek is recovering nicely from it's kidnapping experience

My LJ Haiku )

Book Meme! Gakked from [ profile] alicamel

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your blog along with these instructions.
5. Don't you dare dig for that “cool” or “intellectual” book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.

The pile nearest is The Time Traveller's Wife and Marge Piercy's Vida, but Nice and Wifey's Nice Cup of Tea and a Sit Down is on the top so...

"Arnott's actually describe their chocolate as having a caramel flavour.  This all begins to make more sense when we consider that Arnott's markets the Tim Tam primarily to females between twenty and thirty-five, whereas the Penguin is aimed at the broader target of the family shopping basket.  This is also reflectedin their packaging: the individually wrapped penguin can find it's way into lunchboxes and sit alongside tills in cafes and shops, whereas the Tim Tam simply rests with its cohorts in a little plastic tray inside its oouter wrapper."
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Off to Wookey tomorrow.  I'll keep my eye out for traumatised Dalek.

Click here to see! )
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Does anyone know how to make Bread Pudding? I really fancy some, but the only recipe I have is in the Mrs Beeton my Mum gave me - a fascimilie first edition. Interesting on the sociological side, but not very helpful with modern methods, ingredients and equipment.

The Bread Pudding I made today, was v. soggy and tasted strange. So if any of you know of a proven bread pudding recipe, (the stodgier the better!), please let me know.

What Is Your Heart Really Made of )
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Write a random phrase from each of the following:

Nearest book to you: Sophie opened the door, and there was a big, furry, stripy tiger.

The Tiger said, "Excuse me, but I'm very hungry. Do you think I could have tea with you?"

Sophie's mummy said, "Of course, come in."

Nearest cd insert: Schizophrenic chick, like a shark ate your ego.
I'm at home with myself I don't need you.

"Air & Angels". Alisha's Attic, Illumina

Nearest piece of paper that you wrote on: A draft of my chairs report for my NCT (National Childbirth Trust) branch's AGM -

I would first like to thank the committee for the sterling work they have put in, despite getting little or no thanks. I would also like to thank the other members who have lent a hand in whatever way to help keep the branch running. We are lucky to have this small band of people who are willing to selflessly give up their time in this manner.
I once again thank all those who have given their time to the branch and hope that next year sees more members doing their part to help the branch thrive.

The italics aren't appearing in the published report, but hopefully the membership will sense them. ;-)

Nearest piece that was written TO YOU: A committee member's expenxe form I have to approve. The power trip! *evil cackle*

Identify a random writing from something on your desk: Local Knowledge and expertise. John Cornwell worked for many years with the National Coal Board and was responsible for recording and investigating abandoned coal mines in the South Wales and Bristol Coalfields. In addition to his his knowledge of coal mining, he is active and well respected in the broader field of industrial archaeology. - From a brochure I'm turning into a website for my Dad's business. When it comes to Coal Mining my Dad kicks ass.


Feb. 16th, 2004 03:49 pm
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Gakked from [ profile] cydrin

County map
I've visited the counties in yellow.
Which counties have you visited?

made by marnanel
map reproduced from Ordnance Survey map data
by permission of the Ordnance Survey.
© Crown copyright 2001.

I need to do more travelling.
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[ profile] ladyjaida is tracking how a meme spreads across lj for school. Anything for education...

Where did you first see this meme?
Are you male or female? Female
Post your memelink HERE

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Gacked from many people:

Recommend to me:

1. A movie
2. A book
3. A musical artist, song, or album
4. A livejournal user not on my friends list

Leave a comment with your recommendations, and then cut and paste this into your own journal.
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You are one of the few out there whose wings are
truly ANGELIC. Selfless, powerful, and
divine, you are one blessed with a certain
cosmic grace. You are unequalled in
peacefulness, love, and beauty. As a Being of
Light your wings are massive and a soft white
or silver. Countless feathers grace them and
radiate the light within you for all the world
to see. You are a defender, protector, and
caretaker. Comforter of the weak and forgiver
of the wrong, chances are you are taken
advantage of once in awhile, maybe quite often.
But your innocence and wisdom sees the good in
everyone and so this mistreatment does not make
you colder. Merciful to the extreme, you will
try to help misguided souls find themselves and
peace. However not all Angelics allow
themselves to be gotten the better of - the
Seraphim for example will be driven to fighting
for the sake of Justice and protection of those
less powerful. Congratulations - and don't ever
change - the world needs more people like you.

*~*~*Claim Your Wings - Pics and Long Answers*~*~*
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You are the 2002 TFL Map! Vibrant and new! Nobody
seems to mind that you are printed on cheap
card with cheap ink! You like stealing ideas
from shunned revolutionaries.

Which London Underground Map Are You?
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Gakked from Mildred

Which Eddie Izzard line are you?

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What Is Your Inner Mary Sue? by pockettheroach
Sue SpeciesSomebody's Sister Sue
Sueriffic HairPure gold
Sueriffic EyesCloudy grey
Love InterestFrodo...what? Sam who?
You end upWinning the Quidditch match
Created with quill18's MemeGen!

Hmmm. I had gold blonde hair when I was five, my eyes are a non-descript blue which could sometimes charitable be called grey, but Frodo? Now Aragorn. yum yes.
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Gakked from nearly everyone one on my friends list.

I know very little about some of the people on my friends' list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes spinach."

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal.
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I'm trying to get all my Livejournal friends' locations plotted on a map - please add your location starting with this form.
(Then get your friends to!)
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My LiveJournal Sitcom
As The tenderamaltheia Turns (WB, 6:30): tenderamaltheia (Kimberly Williams) makes lots of money playing guitar on the street and makes monkeycrackmary (Shiri Appleby) jealous. Later that day, musesfool (Alan Cumming) likes yearbooks, but minisinoo (Cindy Crawford) thinks they're disgusting. That weekend, ajhalluk (Christian Bale) cheats on a test, and marysues (Orlando Bloom) finds out. Nearby, begiled (Barbra Streisand) overhears twinkledru (Sarah Michelle Gellar) talking about modern dance. That same day, b_a_improv (Shannon Elizabeth) accidentally scratches deathtocommas (David Hyde Pierce)'s favorite bottle of hair gel. (Series finale.)
What's Your LiveJournal Sitcom? (by rfreebern)

The Ultimate LiveJournal Obsession Test
CategoryYour ScoreAverage LJer
Community Attachment22.58%
You've got pals to cheer you up when you're down, but no audience to applaud you... Yet.
An expert on multiple-choice questions, an whiz at the cut-and-paste
Original Content40.32%
Some stories must be told - and you're the one to tell them
Psychodrama Quotient7.23%
Warning: Can Flame When Necessary
Attention Whoring27.27%
You do a little dance whenever someone friends you


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