Sunday, April 24, 2005

Right now.

I'm sitting in the room of a flatmate whose nickname I cannot remember, and emailing Wonderboy. Well, I was. Well, I'm still sitting here, but am no longer emailing him. Isn't that exciting to know?

I did nothing today. I baked some biscuits. And I left the house! But basically, nothing. I was part of the wonderment of constructing a wonderful epic saga in three parts:

Sean Robertson and the Steel Pincers of Doom:
In which Sean sets out in search of his father who has been temporarily mislaid for twenty years, meets the manly man Sock and his dog Shep, Yodallum dies, and they rescue Princess Mononoke.

Sean Robertson and the Starrenberg Meadows:
In which Sean and the others find crucial information from a duck called Barrie.

Sean Robertson and the Secret of Styris:
In which Sock gets the girl, and Sean finds his father.

And said flatmate has been to boy-love, I find. But not to /mary, I think. And now said flatmate is pissed off with G-Money about going to look in a dumpster. Can't say I blame him. It's freezing.
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