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Dec. 9th, 2008 04:56 pmBeen to the hairdressers. Now duly trimmed and neatened and no longer look so much like I've been dragged through a hedge backwards.
We have tickets for tomorrow (Row G, so I'm told) and orders that the dress code is 'elegant'. I also have to leave at the asscrack of early tomorrow to get to the station on time so probably won't be online in the morning.
Full details when I return on Thursday. And on Friday I get to put up the decorations I think. Oooo. I may even make mince pies.
Unrelated to any of that, my mother fed the dog a bunch of out of date eggs yesterday.
He's not stopped farting since.
Dear God, the humanity. *gags*
We have tickets for tomorrow (Row G, so I'm told) and orders that the dress code is 'elegant'. I also have to leave at the asscrack of early tomorrow to get to the station on time so probably won't be online in the morning.
Full details when I return on Thursday. And on Friday I get to put up the decorations I think. Oooo. I may even make mince pies.
Unrelated to any of that, my mother fed the dog a bunch of out of date eggs yesterday.
He's not stopped farting since.
Dear God, the humanity. *gags*
