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can I get a copy of that too?
I’ll see if I can find a scanner! If not you’ll have to come to Cornwall and read it together. Ben, Amal. Amal, Farmer Ben. Amal writes about fairies and likes hugs, Dr.Who and social justice. Ben writes about social justice and likes music, veg and drugs.
I like music and veg too! Is tea a drug? I like tea.
I have an article about Steampunk Lego for you in this New Scientist.
Fascinating! I look forward to it. Also you only aggravate my tendency to fetishize your Britishness when you call me that, seeing as upon doing so you immediately turn into some bully written by J. K. Rowling.
Dreamt I was piloting a rip-cord operated bathtub through the airspace of a nearby Chapters. I think my brain wanted to try out being Baba Yaga for a night and just couldn’t quite make it.
There is nothing quite as bad as being out of the loop and knowing that the joke is most certainly on you.
Augh, agreed. I feel this way in the UK a lot.
Yes, but that is funny.
*facepalm*
There is nothing quite as bad as being out of the loop and knowing that the joke is most certainly on you.
Augh, agreed. I feel this way in the UK a lot.
for when you know something as in, recognize it when told it as something you know, but when asked it do not ‘know’ it.
I think Augustine said that of trying to define Time.
Another reason why I rarely talk ;n;
Seriously, making audio posts on Tumblr increases the amount of talking I do by lots…
Do people not hear? Or what? :(
Waiting for a ‘gap’ to talk is hard enough!
This has been the past three days in my house. They were asking a question about Cornwall and discussing why some irrelevant fart of a thing may or may not be the case, constantly cutting over the one person at the table who a) lives in Cornwall b) knows the answer.
Grrr.
FORTY MINUTES
HERE YOU GO, GUYS.
HOORAY!
There you go, Amal!
Wheee! That’s basically what I do whenever there’s a new episode!
And I am wearing my TARDIS earrings today, in the Special’s honour, in spite of Not Watching It Until Friends Are About.
Was amazing! Stuart Murdoch came and sat inches from us- I could have licked him (but didn’t).
Of course you didn’t. He is nothing like a pigeon.
Fantastic article by Mona Eltahawy.
So, who’s going to write me the crossover fic in which the Grinch is
Jamessomeone who hates Doctor Who and WHOVILLE is actuallyfounded by me and Toma village of Doctor Who fanatics awaiting the Christmas Special?Steph?
Which one of us is the writer here, El-Rotter?
*points to ‘least coherent writer ever’ tag*
*looks expectant*
So, who’s going to write me the crossover fic in which the Grinch is James someone who hates Doctor Who and WHOVILLE is actually founded by me and Tom a village of Doctor Who fanatics awaiting the Christmas Special?
Steph?
Mom: Can you please call me when you need to be picked up! Don’t do anything stupid! :-)8
Me: What is that emoticon?
Mom: bowtie man! He doesn’t do anything stupid
No! It’s the 11th Doctor! He does LOADS of stupid things! But mainly they come out okay.
and I ated some. Om nom nom. Crannnberry cake. With raspberry-cranberry coulis.
Steph is love. Love is cake! Steph … is cake?
ohshit.
