"Back He Spurred Like a Madman, Shrieking a Curse to the Sky..."

*wails*

Waen's rabbit ate the GSA project I have laboured over long these past three weeks! Dammit it all to hell, and I needed it to-morrow!

*sighs* This does give me a legit reason to cop out after all and come to Stoneybridge until 19:00 instead, and that would be nice. But still. >_<

And of course I know quite well that I've ranted on my LJ every time Waen's had hysterics because my cat ate something of hers because she left it out. I left my thing out, and her rabbit ate it. She hasn't stopped I-told-you-so-ing yet. Am exceedingly frustrated, but am trying not to rant about the rabbit because I know it would be hypocritical. In fact, it was Mum first told her that her rabbit ate it.

I cannot bear that bloody, goddamn rabbit. There. I confess it.

Should I try to redo my thing, or should I call in and tell Denise I can't do it after all?

"Oh, What a Celebration We'll Have To-day!"

*falls over self*

OMG OMG! ECSTATIC NATAL DAY, O LUISA! *glomps theatre_angel and showers love and CONFETTI IN RAINBOW COLOURS and more love and YAY* Happy birthday!!!

And goodness me,--

HAPPY BIRTHDAY, nurikohime!!! *gets out a whole bloody bucket of the rainbow confetti and dumps it over all*

Twenty-sixes are such lucky days. I love twenty-sixes.

"Right, Dear? Couldn't Be Happier...!"

My life has officially become perfect. Look at this. Just look at the damn thing.

It's the Mysterious Island, yes. Completely translated online. With illustrations by That Crazy Mad Fellow. *points at icon* Except that in this version, there are extra illustrations which were not published in the Jordan Stump translation. There are absolute oodles of them, judging by the three chapters I've read.

Also, I believe I like the translation.

This is indeed a splendiferous discovery.

Right, now, back to the fic.

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EDIT: Um. That Crazy Mad Fellow is Jules-Descartes Ferat. Sorry. Credit where credit is due.

"These Indecisive Greniadiers of Philadelphia..."

Took a very long walk, which I thoroughly enjoyed, and returned philosophic.

Fixed project. Made Nemo!boots. Wrote some TMI Ficathon fic (which I must needs get done!).

Tried to dye hair.

^____^

Mum bought black hairspray instead of black dye, which had the remarkable ability to turn my hair into a mass of black steel wool, effectively. I tried to brush it out, which took me about half an hour, and ended up losing half my hair. Also, I look as though someone tossed a bucket of ash in my face.

My Rev-but-Civ shirt is now grey, perhaps indefinitely. My ears are full of black hairspray bits. Woe is me &c.

Mum says she'll get me some real dye to-morrow, and then I shall be correctly black-haired.

I promised Vicki at the post office pictures. She thought it was a great idea.

Also, Mum got a truck. O_O For carting horsies about, apparently. I got to ride in it, and the seats and big and puffy, and it's like being in My Neighbour Totoro on the Cat Bus, but not. I rode in my socks. And she let me go in the back where it was covered and v. shaky. ^____^ Exciting!