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Ruslana: Mah book learnin's

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Home sweet home!

Yesterday I was waiting around Melbourne airport for about four hours. Might have been less dull were they not renovating the international lounge because there's hardly anything there now and for breakfast I had the WORST $15 hot chocolate and chicken sandwich EVER. warm water with some cocoa sprinkled over does NOT a five dollar hot chocolate make.

But now I am home and I've slept and I have TEA and I'm all dressed up and ready to go out to the masquerade party tonight. I have to get on a Saturday night bus with my face painted up though, which will be fun. (By 'fun' read 'youth of the world and their douchebagness'.)

Waiting for Ali now and then we shall be off into the night!

Miss my mummy ♥
JWW: Mythic heroines who line the sea

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Me sleepy.

I'm up to make little sandwiches for Alina's sparkly fairy princess and llama's 21st birthday. Everyone loves little sandwiches!

Tonight I have to pack and get an early night because I have to get a taxi to the airport at seven - which is actually a far more reasonable hour than most of my morning flights and I hope it won't be too crowded on the roads. It cost Ali $70 to get back from there the other day when it's usually a $40 journey. Ick. But I have cash and if all goes wrong I'll walk the last of it! (Sadly not enough money to go buy some new earphones though so I'll have to be on the plane with the ones I have that one work in one ear. This is annoyance.)

Also, if the earth starts shaking shit up and the airport gets closed I'm going to be muchos pissed off. They will hear my rage across the sea. So... just keep it down, tectonic plates. Be cool. (I'm coming BACK to the city you broke so nicely for me, don't worry!)

Still haven't packed. Packing is for losers.

Oh! The world didn't end, I just noticed! Although I haven't seen Lara this morning so it is very possible she has been raptured. Alison and I have to prepare ourselves for this inevitability. We will had to eat all the noms ourselves and get someone to watch the cats while we're away.
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Lost in the blinding whiteness of the tundraaaa

I love reading housematehorror. It makes me realise that despite any problems we have in our household, living in the LFoD is, in actual fact, bliss. Because we don't live with any of those people. Thank the gods on high for that piece of mercy. (Although, maybe the flatmates might disagree and I could see someone on there very soon who is rather vividly like me... Hmmmm. I prepare to live in fear of this day.)

The first night of the 48 was excellent, even though it was raining. Tonight is going to be colder and wetter and windier, and it's been snowing/sleeting all day. Coooold. Drank quite a bit though I remained little more than tipsy, and there was quite a bit of glorious snogging going on. Ah, drunken boys and their amusingness. Who can resist such temptations?

Tonight it has been promised that there will be Boosh music. Oh hells yes. We're getting The Tundra Rap, because it's fitting to the current weather. The weather in which I find it a challenge to feel my fingers properly.