stuf wot I lernd...

So I did my dutiful duty type thing, as I do... And thusly I learned stuff.


1: Getting up at 6am is a very strange experience when you're as nocturnal as I am.

2: Lamp posts are painted with ICI TradeGloss.

3: It is very runny and tends to drip on you.

4: The colour is officially calssified as "Willow" though it's really more like greenish baby puke.

5: Traffic cones are heavier than they look.

6: Hydraulic lifts are fun, but you won't get me in one of those.

7: The Argos depot appears to be breeding really BIG slugs.

Here ends the lesson.

I'm very, very tired...

an' stuff...

Oh, and then I forgot stuff...

Went on a random icon-making kick last night and foisted a load off on KAT. She seemed happy, which is a good thing.
That's the one annoying thing about having a free account... limited to 3 icons. I mkae more then that in a half hour if I'm REALLY in the mood.

Didn't get a lot of sleep last night over all... my sleep patterns are all messed up, so even though I was in bed by 11 I didn't get to sleep till nearly 1...
*dies*
However, it did give me plenty of downtime to ponder on how to go about writing some more bits of this fic for kat...
Hmmmm... evil to my characters... eeeeeeeevil!

John's downstairs watching LOTR... I stuck around till the drink ran out (cause there wasn't enough of it to start with... hehe) then staggered up here and, as usual, got sidetracked by the lure of the net.
I was GOING to write stuff... then things happened and it didn't quite happen...
I wasn't convinced I could pin down my attention for the whole film when I was this tired which is why I left.
m(_ _)m~~zzz

Course that leads to the fact that I can't pin my attention down to anything else either...
And on a side-note, this writing lark is a whole lot easier with the application of tequila, but darnit, we have none.
*sighs*
I really should get an early night or something... that might be a good idea too ^^;

Oh, and on a side-note I finally got to see some of the bits from that Graham Norton interview with Alan Cumming on the repeat last night... *waves happy flag of joy*
He looked a lot better then when he was at the Oscars with Johnathan Ross, that's my only startling comment on the subject ^^;

Hmm...

Hm, I just noticed bits of that last post ween't exactly as smoothly coherant as they could have been...

*watches as everyone keels over in shock at that statement*

Sorry, I just get a random ruge to talk at people when I drink. This is why I like music night at the pub. I can talk more coherantly than I can type... ^^;