Claire

Going hard on pictionary clues (lol procrastinating) in between fits of shrieking in rage at my ereader, which is doing the exact same "huh, weird, never seen that before!" error that the one it REPLACED two months ago did. We're trying to explain how pictionary works to L, which apparently we did a little too well, given that his immediate response was "wait, so you could have 'Kaner strips Justin Bieber naked and fucks him on the ice??'" WHAT HAVE WE WROUGHT?

( Apparently technology just hates me right now?? IDEK. )

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So, sadly on Friday we had to let Canada take kathalcyon back, which was dumb and mostly we've been coping by planning her and jocondite's ceremony for their marriage of convenience over twitter. SORRY EVERYONE WHO FOLLOWS ALL OF US.

We had an awesome time while she was here, though, which involved a lot of delicious food, karaoke, the Shihad documentary (omg so many feelings), Rock Band and not very much actual sleep. We got to watch a bunch of hockey, which was excellent, especially since we also sort of forgot to watch Goon together in LA, so we knocked that one off, too.

Mostly it was a really excellent time and not nearly long enough. &Kat;

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In other exciting news, 2/3 of the Flat are off to Sydney this weekend for SinPoz. (The other third is staying home to watch Eurovision and drink, and is under instructions to film everything. I have met Team Auckland, okay? :D) In relatedish exciting news, the AIHL and NZIHL have fiiiiiiiiiinally got their shit together and tickets to the trans Tasman matches are due to go on sale tomorrow. \o/

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( Florence and the Machine! )

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And after having wasted a good four hours of my evening fighting tooth and nail to get zombies on my reading device, all the segues I could have put into this entry have fallen out of my head and "going to bed early" is 100% the thing on my to do list that I've failed at most spectacularly, so I think I'll be leaving it here. This is not the LJ post you're looking for, apparently. <3 We're all fine here. How are you?

I can't think about the playoffs right now because I am too sober and overinvested, so. *jitters* (On Wednesday I hated everything and only avoided breaking my no-hangover streak because Blade is awesome and fed me; on Friday I drank so much caffeinated beverage that I had to cut myself off. BECAUSE IT'S THE CUP, EH? *crazyeyes*)

Also I miss my teams that failed at making the playoffs. :( Kiiiiiids. :(

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Just showed team Auckland Goon. :DDD Aside from being o___O at some of the ending (they are not fans of involuntary dentistry), they were mostly charmed by the charming parts and kept yelling at me for the fact they found it charming. I WIN.

Blade made a chilli-chocolate loot cake for Chris' birthday, and it is most excellent. We had delicious dumplings for dinner and are now semi-drunkenly laptop partying in the living room. \flatlife/

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Mostly I am just posting to rec, though, because earlier this month maudlinrose also watched Goon, and then was awesome enough to start telling me stories about a Doug/Eva/LaFlamme threesome. And then she tied it together more, and now everyone else can also read That Has Long Since Found a Home over on the AO3. \o/ (But seriously, if you can read threesome stories you should totally go read this, because it is DELIGHTFUL.)

Blade is trying to persuade me away from my love of the moral highground with "but the swamp gases are flammable!"

I hate that I stopped to consider that.

Also I have the best t-shirt from chameleongirl79 :DDDDDDDD THANKS, BB. (Pics tomorrow b/c I think I'm wearing it.)

Armageddon tomorrow, for which I have a smart phone for the first time, so either I will be totally MIA or you'll be getting "OH at Auckgeddon" tweets every ten minutes.

(I know where the smart money is.)

Delightful new game! We have tied balloons onto some of the streamers hanging from the ceiling and are now batting them around like overgrown kittens.

...this is going to be even more fun when we're not all too tired to keep going after about sixty seconds. Stupid plague.

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Absolutely unrelatedly, internet, I need to ask some hair advice. I tried the really good hair dye again the other week - you may remember it from such events as "it's been eight months and the ends of my hair are still faintly green!" - but apparently my natural colour is in fact just too frigging dark, because you can hardly notice it, argh, sigh.

I am both too lazy to try to bleach all of my hair again, and also have too little dye left to cover it all anyway, but I'd really like to try and have interesting hair for Armageddon in a month's time.

So what I was thinking was: is there any point in trying to bleach and then dye a couple of chunks in the front? I have enough purple dye left for that, and I'm pretty sure I'm competent enough to do it, but I really can't judge whether it would actually be worth the hassle as it grows out. Suggestions? *hopeful*

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And now we are watching Downton Abbey, and then I shall retire gracefully to my bed with hockey to watch (hockeyyyyyy ♥) and will perchance get more sleep tonight than last. \o?

...and now L. is adding more balloons to the display. SUPERB. Well, it was superb until he added the Jar-Jar-faced balloon. ("This way, Jar-Jar will always be with you!" I'm going to put a chicken in his BED.)

Rewatching Bend It Like Beckham with the flatmate. It's the first time he's seen it, so we had the "omwtfKALINDA" moment about halfway through. HEE. This movie remains deeply delightful.

The work server finally deigned to let me back on (last night it was hating freedom; THANKS BRO, NOT LIKE WE HAVE AN AUDIT THIS FRIDAY OR ANYTHING, OH WAIT) so now I am all tickybox all the time. Well. Around watching telly and refreshing the internet. Admittedly this state of affairs is not terrible, I guess.

angel_a came over on Friday night to hang out, which mostly meant she bore witness to the three way argument that is the flat on Any Given Day Ending in Y, and seemed to cope fairly well, thankfully. *grin* Saturday was mostly a lazy, lazy day, where I didn't actually bother to de-pajama until almost 3pm, at which point it was time to go grab the_antichris for the NZIHL final.

My favourite/local team won 5-3, which was super, and it was a really good game. One of the most evenly matched ones I've seen this year, actually. It was also the first time I've been comfortable in a t-shirt the whole game, mostly because I think I was too tense to be cold, heh. I will refrain from tl;dr-ing over you all about it, but oh my god the last goal. *___________* Like, archetypical moment where you can only descend to the lowest common denominator and say "...that was hot". With no irony at all. If that goal was a lady I would have made out with it.

( Okay, a tiny bit of Deer of Teal. )

Dropped Chris home after that and came back to the flat where we were all indecisive about dinner until it was too late to get delivery. We settled on Indian takeout, at which point I offered to drive up if someone else went in to pay since I didn't want to put real pants on. (We can all see where the flaw in this plan is, right?) So we get up there and then Silver realises he's forgotten his wallet. Lucky I don't have all that much shame. The people at the restaurant only laughed at us a little bit? And probably that was more because I was in halloween-y PJs and he was in a long leather coat and dressy scarf looking like a fancy person. ~land of contrast~

Had to go over to my parents' for a Family Meeting this afternoon to discuss my brother buying a house. Mostly I am stuck on OH GOD about this and haven't gotten any more productive. My baby brother. WTF. And I need to call my mum and check in on the cat, since some horrible stray tomcat basically mugged her this morning, and she was all limpy and clawed up. :( (She was going to the vet when they opened up this afternoon. Poor kittenface.)


Hope everyone who's in the path of the hurricane and the associated horrible weather in the northern hemisphere is staying safe. :/