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I spent the last hours of the decade[1] in the Turf with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
shimgray, at a corner table with cushions, drinking mulled wine and whisky, and at midnight there was someone conveniently placed to kiss. It was just what I wanted.
(Speaking of which, Shim brought me down a Christmas present his grandmother had forgotten to give me before I left Edinburgh. "Oh," I said, picking up the soft, flat parcel, "I hope it's another linguistics-of-Scotland tea-towel, I lost mine when I moved."
...it was. I now own another tea-towel detailing choice phrases in Scots. It was just what I wanted.)
Some memes, and whatnot.
( decade-in-review )
And the year itself. I'm sorry, I don't do a lot of memes, but I think these are useful for trying to sort out what was really quite a messy year and messy decade - not that I would have wanted the decade between thirteen and twenty-three to be anything other than messy, exciting and changing, but nevertheless, it's good to make sense of things. And as for the year, I am very pleased to be doing this meme - to be, finally, in a place where I can be looking back because it really has gone.
Other people are too grown up to quote a song lyric that sums up their year; sorry, those people, I plan to be quoting song lyrics in 2061. (For some reason I am sure I will live to 2061. I'm waiting to see Halley's Comet.)
My year in review, a meme: ( Read more... )
I'm going to make another post about those eighty-five novels I read during the year, and what I plan to read next year, but well, not here. So long, 2009. Don't let the door hit you on the arse on your way out.
[1[] yeah, I know, I know. There's a time and place for accuracy.
shimgray, at a corner table with cushions, drinking mulled wine and whisky, and at midnight there was someone conveniently placed to kiss. It was just what I wanted.(Speaking of which, Shim brought me down a Christmas present his grandmother had forgotten to give me before I left Edinburgh. "Oh," I said, picking up the soft, flat parcel, "I hope it's another linguistics-of-Scotland tea-towel, I lost mine when I moved."
...it was. I now own another tea-towel detailing choice phrases in Scots. It was just what I wanted.)
Some memes, and whatnot.
( decade-in-review )
And the year itself. I'm sorry, I don't do a lot of memes, but I think these are useful for trying to sort out what was really quite a messy year and messy decade - not that I would have wanted the decade between thirteen and twenty-three to be anything other than messy, exciting and changing, but nevertheless, it's good to make sense of things. And as for the year, I am very pleased to be doing this meme - to be, finally, in a place where I can be looking back because it really has gone.
Other people are too grown up to quote a song lyric that sums up their year; sorry, those people, I plan to be quoting song lyrics in 2061. (For some reason I am sure I will live to 2061. I'm waiting to see Halley's Comet.)
My year in review, a meme: ( Read more... )
I'm going to make another post about those eighty-five novels I read during the year, and what I plan to read next year, but well, not here. So long, 2009. Don't let the door hit you on the arse on your way out.
[1[] yeah, I know, I know. There's a time and place for accuracy.
