Today as i got off the bus at Krapy Rub Sniff, I saw an indistinguished heavy set black man standing by the bus stop. Nothing wrong with that. He was in his late twenties, and wore blue jeans and a green sweatshirt. His short hair was in little mini twist-dreads. Nothing wrong with that.
He was wearing a blingtastic ankh around his neck. Nothing wrong with that per sey except... yeah, you guessed it.
So maybe Gaiman was wrong on some things, like the black and the being a girl, and stuff, but OMG it so could have been!
...OK, I need help, right?
I had a sweet relaxing weekend (and totally forgot to meet Rai at the Marlborough Head because I am le suck), got to talk to
gwnhyvaer, who I love and adore and haven't talked to in so long, went clubbing til the wee hours and didn't buy myself a drink, had quality film watching time at Chateau des Goth, discovered
muse_secrets and made postcards for my pups (which are currently in a secret posting in
ways_back_room , otherwise I'd post them here for people who don't watch that comm), and sorted out the
archive on my journal. Except month view. For some reason month view isn't working. Does anyone who understands HTML want to runs along to a
month view and tell me why the subjects aren't aligning? Ta.
This morning I am angsty and anxious. I know it'll be OK. I knwo I'll find the money from somewhere, but AGH! It's not showing up and I shoudl be going so soon. *wangst wangst* At least the NERC handbook is reassuring me that UCL do indeed have the money. Or at least, they should do if I'm actually a student there. Hmm.
"It'll be OK." is my mantra again. It's helping to keep down the tense desire to throw up.