Kate’s allegedly a human (although increasingly right-wing bigots would say otherwise). She’s definitely not a vampire, despite what some other people claim. She’s also mostly built out of spite and overcoming oppositional-sexism, racism, and other random bullshit.
So she’s either a human or a lizard in disguise sent to destroy all of humanity.
Either way, she’s here to reassure that it’s all fine.
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Independent Online Edition > Transport
Independent Online Edition > Transport Oh good fuck. Get me the hell out of this country! [wonders if it’ll cope with her inverted colour scheme numberplates]
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The SATA begins…
So, I bought a 200Gb SATA drive. Probably shouldn’t have done, but hell, it was 3 quid more than the nearest price non SATA drive. So I thought I’d be all new and spangly. Only… …it never occured to me, not as I hit that order button, that they have a different *power* cable. The…
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Suprised to be Home
So, I should be at my mums, but vague cold type symptoms mean I’ve come home… …and my new hard-disk has arrived, which’ll give me something to do in a bit. I’m trying to let it acclimatise to the temperature in the house. I also got a letter from Rachel *WOOT* which leaves me finding…
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This is hard…
The constant rehashing of my father’s death, his illness, and the time he was ill before the cancer was discovered. It’s really fucking hard. It’s impossible to be here more than a few hours without at least one discussion of his death. I understand she needs to I understand that but it doesn’t make it…
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…and sometimes I feel….
Sometimes I feel like the woman in the price of milk. Like this is some test of love gone wrong; like Trey will come back and try to persuade me to fall in love with her again. of course, it’s not true, just wishful (so wishful) thinking. But sometimes it feels that way.
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Protected: What are you Scared of….
There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.
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…and my day just gets better and better…
And just to wind me up more, FreeUK are their usual crap selves, with me being kicked off after about 20 minutes at most online, and having to try about 30 times each time to get my password verified. So far I’ve spent 30 minutes online, roughly, out of the last 2 and a half…
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Aaah, shit.
See, now, look. I’ve gone and logged on to the internet and although I logged on to submit work I’m instead sat here browsing Livejournal. Blah. I’ve done the 750 word segment of critiquing for IP3, but that’s all I’ve done work-wise since I got here. I’ve read some of The Princess Bride which is…
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I’m away…
Yes, I’m away again. I can be contacted by e-mail at the usual address during the week, and I expect I’ll check LJ, because I have absolutely no will power. But I’ll be checking it over a modem on a very bad phoneline which tends to lead to: (a) swearing (not good in front of…
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And more rambling.
So, I’ve been watching TV this evening…at least, after I’d put my clothes away (*mutters at *). The Scrapheap Mega Challenge, that was cool, but not what I was going to ramble about. I had to agree with Janet Street Porter. Do you know how utterly wrong that is? Do you realise the pain and…