this that and the other

I adore this top and I must have one. Never mind that it would not fit me, and if it would it would look awful, I WANT ONE. Or I want a pattern for it so I can make one!

So pretty.

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Browsing today, thinking about rec50 and how I probably couldn't rec anything for ANYTHING anymore. If it's not by close friends, then it's about 2 or more years old. And then I thought about not doing a recs table, but using the prompt words (or similar) to see if I had fics under each theme. Might give me an idea of what I HAVEN'T written so I can try? Almost given up on Prophetfic, just not inspired anymore, though I still love them in a writing sense with a passion of like... Five thousand firey suns.

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Also? MmmmmmmmmmmKate.

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I suppose there's nothing else to say. Work was pretty okay in general this week; after Brenda's funny little mood where she was splitting up everyone who liked to have breaks together, and shoving me on till cover even when I had twice as much to do as everyone else (because I have TWO specific jobs and aisles that I work on, and everyone else generally doesn't) Jan took charge because she's one of the managers and Brenda's just assisstant manager and this week I've not been on the till at all really, and Carrie and I have been put on break together everyday, though I insist I don't really want to be, urgh Carrie ;)

Tanya's (Tania's? Seriously, everyone spells it differently!) birthday party next Saturday, I know what I'm going to wear, I'll probably take my camera so that'll be fun.

Man I just realised how little I actually mention day to day stuff in here anymore. Hell, I barely go on MSN anymore, I am still religiously on LJ though I don't comment anymore either. You know how you go through phases of commenting all the time, then having nothing to say, and then just not commenting even though you know you should and let people realise you're still there and have an opinion on their lives? Yeah, it's that one.

I had to sit with my cat Meg for an hour last night because she was freaked out by the fireworks. Seriously, I sat with crossed legs and she wedged herself right in the middle and miaowed for ages because of the noise. I don't remember her ever being that bothered before, though I don't think anyone's ever set off fireworks so close to our house before. Last night and the night before when I was outside saying bye to Carrie we could see them from about three different directions, one lot I think were being set off a few doors down from us.

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Have I mentioned I bought hair straighteners and love them? Em + hairstraighteners = <3! <333333333333333456789876543333!!!!!
I can show you a picture if you like, Linda's a real picture!hor, she'll probably want to see ;) And my Cinnamon is too!

So much nicer than my stupid messy, flicky, kinked hair.


Ahem anywayyyyyyyy I can't think of anything else to ramble about and kill time. Comment away, give me something to do :)


ETA! Who wants to buy me this and send it to me because US/Canada delivery only SUCKS? I can't be the only person in the UK to have heard of them! WOE.