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So, right. Say there was a film, right. It was a film about Buddhist cooks working in a restaurant, right. A high school AU about Buddhist cooks working in a restaurant, right. And they were dead. Oh, and also the film wasn't very good. Would that be an omnomzomromcom bomb?
Thank you, I'll be here all night.
Except not, actually, as I have just been sagely informed Thou Shalt Not Have Internet Until September 21st. WOE. It is WOE, I tell you. So while I have much to say about Bristol and what I did there and whatnot, it shall all have to wait. But I want to note for the record that despite the lack of connectivity (and weird, multi-dimensional tendency towards flooding) I love my new place. It is all clean and shiny and has a washing machine and oodles of space and is mine all mine yay. Yesterday![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
foreverdirt and shimgray and I watched Jeeves & Wooster and ate cookies (and also decided that some great names for future children are Ford Arthur, Donna Martha and Spuffy Spangelus). It was win. Today there was morning, and I got up, and how can a day improve from there. It has reached its pinnacle.
But yes. I am here, but not here, so to speak. I will return to the land of the online in a week or so. If![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
yuletide starts nominations between now and then please someone call me; otherwise I shall rise like Lazarus from the sea (do I mean Aphrodite from the sea? I think I do) in another week.
Thank you, I'll be here all night.
Except not, actually, as I have just been sagely informed Thou Shalt Not Have Internet Until September 21st. WOE. It is WOE, I tell you. So while I have much to say about Bristol and what I did there and whatnot, it shall all have to wait. But I want to note for the record that despite the lack of connectivity (and weird, multi-dimensional tendency towards flooding) I love my new place. It is all clean and shiny and has a washing machine and oodles of space and is mine all mine yay. Yesterday
foreverdirt and shimgray and I watched Jeeves & Wooster and ate cookies (and also decided that some great names for future children are Ford Arthur, Donna Martha and Spuffy Spangelus). It was win. Today there was morning, and I got up, and how can a day improve from there. It has reached its pinnacle. But yes. I am here, but not here, so to speak. I will return to the land of the online in a week or so. If
yuletide starts nominations between now and then please someone call me; otherwise I shall rise like Lazarus from the sea (do I mean Aphrodite from the sea? I think I do) in another week.