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Best "twenty minutes in a random shop" of my life: five spent browsing the clothes, the other fifteen staring at the photo of the owner with Ralph Fiennes. That man is so awfully handsome, honestly. More so in that regular, normal picture than in all the glossy magazine ones.

On the other hand, I wonder - the fact that, listening to Cloud Cult's Lucky Today, when the singer goes "someone stole my wallet" I alway half expect it to go "someone stole my bucket" instead - might that mean I've been hanging around icanhascheezburger too often lately?

Oh, and I've got the book, too. ( Is it just me (SPOILER) )




ETA: Bloody hell NOT AGAIN. You know what? I'm tired. Not deleting anything, not locking anything, not going anywhere. You know, the old jazz.

I'm the only person who uses a big big tablet to draw a pencil picture on it, ain't I. (I mean, using it like a table or something.) Oh well.


Also--hey! Yesterday it was Jim Mack's birthday, wasn't it?



Moonstar FQF! Here!

(And it's all Cate's fault, since to this day I haven't seen an entire episode of the show yet.)

(Sorry Cate!)


Buuu! Tomorrow's the party day - almost everything has been done bought, we've got to set it all up tomorrow.

(I really do like doing this kind of stuff. It's not just the surprise effect itself - which risks to be spoiled, because "Bruni" and "keeps her mouth shut", in this kind of occasions, when put in the same sentence, just don't fit - it's also the whole "working with people I like on making something happen" concept. :D)

("Bruni" and "is eloquent", instead, don't fit in the same sentence under any circumstance.)

Ugh, tomorrow there's the Lunch for a cousin's Confirmation... I was going to (try to) use the party as an excuse to get out of it, but I'm out of luck. Blah. Weddings, Confirmations,  Communions - always such a source of joy and excitement. (No, despite what I look like, they didn't drag me there by force.) (Or maybe they did.) (I used to read whole books during wedding days. And I'm not a particularly quick reader...) At least I'll be able to get away early (I hope).

Woah, wasn't it random. The entry, I mean.

Some random points:

• Emails! Will respond to emails asap. (Unless I will be talking to you shortly. HAHAHAHA. Was meant to sound like a menacing laughter. I love menacing laughter.) Have been a little sidetracked by this supa-sekrit-birthday party me and Elisa are organizing for next Sunday. Today we were choosing which photographs to screen. Some v. v. embarrassing ones. I mean, banana skirts! Can't wait for next Sunday to come.



• Except not, once I think of the shitload of stuff we still have to do.



• Apparently, I belong to the kind of people who are not completely helped by web templates. I have this weird urge to pick the prettier-but-not-perfect-for-my-needs one, and then try to bend it to what I want it to be.



• Did I ever mention that I have no knowledge of HTML language whatsoever?



• Not to mention CSS.



• Or PHP.



• I owe drawings!! Lots of them! I SWEAR I will get to them too. Still asap.



• No, really.



• Would have sworn there was another point I wanted to write here. Oh well. Will add it in once I can remember what it was.



• (Maybe.)



• This was NOT it, but I love Ouran Host Club. Or whatever the complete title is. A LOT. It deserved its own point.

Ok, bye, and LOVE YOU ALL! :D



(Isn't it pwetty? *g*)


(Man do I love Flathead. THANK YOU NI.)

A couple of days ago (after consistent and protract laughs about a certain game, called Cruising Room) Agnese and me started talking about Peter, then OotP, then the Pensieve.

( Wherein I ramble a bit about Peter, )( the Pensieve, )( and releases in general. )

I really meant the bit about telling me where I could be wrong.