GNARGH. KILL SEWING MACHINE. STABBY.
Aug. 5th, 2008 02:06 pmHad finished sundress. went off to mess around on t'internet, other stuff. Then looked at zip and realised it wasn't on quite right, and this would bug me, so I unpicked it, pinned it into correct place, and then ... the sewing machine started fucking up. Not one setting touched on it, you understand. It had bloody well better work this evening otherwise there will be red-hot pokers in its future.
I really shouldn't get so much amusement from Calormene ambassadors going 'Still awaiting orders and we're at your disposal and would like a nice trade agreement but we'd like to say *right now* that we have no designs on Queen Susan. None. None whatsoever. Not one hair on her head.' Because the Rabadash thing is taught as a lesson and parable in schools and they, er, have rather good records and legends of what a rather well-honed sense of vengeance the old Narnian kings have. (this being during the period while all the ambassadors at the Narnian court are milling around going 'new person on throne, we can handle - oh shit, it's not a Telmarine, it's ... it's the old legendary kings and queens of a thousand years ago? And they're kids? Is there *any* protocol for this?')
( more bibble on narnia-where-they-stay )
Random lines to run through your head in the shower in the morning : 'This is his dry-cleaning bill : four sweater vests' and 'We do the weird stuff' I may have been listening to Dr Horrible's Sing-along Blog too much.
Dan gave me yum-yums apropos of nothing. We love Dan. My favourite bakery treat EVAH, and he didn't even know...
I really shouldn't get so much amusement from Calormene ambassadors going 'Still awaiting orders and we're at your disposal and would like a nice trade agreement but we'd like to say *right now* that we have no designs on Queen Susan. None. None whatsoever. Not one hair on her head.' Because the Rabadash thing is taught as a lesson and parable in schools and they, er, have rather good records and legends of what a rather well-honed sense of vengeance the old Narnian kings have. (this being during the period while all the ambassadors at the Narnian court are milling around going 'new person on throne, we can handle - oh shit, it's not a Telmarine, it's ... it's the old legendary kings and queens of a thousand years ago? And they're kids? Is there *any* protocol for this?')
( more bibble on narnia-where-they-stay )
Random lines to run through your head in the shower in the morning : 'This is his dry-cleaning bill : four sweater vests' and 'We do the weird stuff' I may have been listening to Dr Horrible's Sing-along Blog too much.
Dan gave me yum-yums apropos of nothing. We love Dan. My favourite bakery treat EVAH, and he didn't even know...