huggeroftrees: (Heroine Addict)
Thursday Morning in Treehugger Ville:

Get up.
Communte in a bored, half asleep, generally grumpy about it being too early fashion.
Find a metro on the train, flick through it to pass the time.
See that picture of the latest Glee episode.

Basically, I'm sat on the train, grinning from ear to ear and all I can think is "MY SHIP IS AFLOAT AND THERE IS NO-ONE HERE I CAN SQUEE WITH!!!!"

Note to self: Be decorous.

Step one - Get off train as it is pulling into you stop. (Achieved but with shit eating grin scaring all the boarding communters)
Step two - find phone.
Step three - think of someone to text...

I'm sorry syren. I realise it was a weeeee bit early to get that much capslocky in your inbox. But seriously. Like I said. What if you'd Glee Spoiler Within ). For real. In An Episode!!!

So yeah. So much for "I'm not watching! I don't want to know what happened - I don't wanna be spoiled! I'm waiting for it to get to us."

SPOIL ME BABY. SPOIL ME GOOOOOOOOOOOOOD.

(spoilers in comments)
huggeroftrees: (A2A_Gene Wings)
Lunchtime and TH is surfing jobsites on work's fat pipe of internet goodness.

GuardianJobs: 527 Graduate jobs (yay!) of which there is [1] science job... (not so yay)

Which is... MI5 Intelligence officer.

BZUH??!!!



In other news: I swam 1km today! (ish - 40 lengths anyway). First time for years and years and years. Very proud of myself.
huggeroftrees: (Heroine Addict)
Things I will not be discussing:
1) Nappy Rash (wet saddles definitely not FTW)
2) Rain
3) Midges

Things I may be discussing later:
1) My general lever of awesomeness
2) Blisters
3) River crossings - the right way.
4) How I earned my additional falling off points!
5) Did I mention the blisters?
6) MOUNTAIN
7) SPEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEED in a mostly downhill direction - including at one point without any brake pads left.
8) Scotland
9) How and why I'm still dribbling sand EVERYWHERE I go (grit! In my Teeth!)
10) Blisters.

Oh yeah, and I ran 10K. Go me. Totes Awesome.
huggeroftrees: (Heroine Addict)
Next weekend is the deathly death in Scotland.

In other, more cheerful and humorous news... my sheewee arrived. I can now piddle my name in the snow standing up. This pleases me. Muchly.

Tomorrow there will be experimentation - in a scientific manner. Stay tuned: further reports as events unfold.

:D
huggeroftrees: (Heroine Addict)
There's Yorkshire day?

No.

Just No.

Look. It's quite simple. We may be better than the rest of you, but taint no need for folk t'boast about it. Everyone just knows.

ETA: Dr Who repeat starting on BBC3 tonight. Here we go. Rather excited. Squee!

ETA2: I like the Tardis better than any of them. But I'm hopeful for the future (CATAPULT!!!)

ETA3: Oooh - Sudden thought - I can read Macro's again! *spins up IHASATARDIS*

ETA4: Can you tell I was overcaffeinated and have now had beer?

ETA4... no 5: Going to watch "I'm not there" cos it is cultural and important and not at all because it has Cate Blanchett in it (took 3 goes to spell because. More BERE!!)
huggeroftrees: (DW_Doctor in the house)
You probably didn't want the Marching Song. You're getting it anyway.

In explanation - On Monday I was somewhat excited about my Aunt's visit and the fact I could finally watch the second half of the A2A finale. The brain is oddly fertile when I'm excited. The brain is also oddly fertile when I'm walking. It tends to make up songs/humorous lyrics to already known tunes. Aaaaaaanyway.

There's me, tramping down to the station, cheerfully looking forward to the journey home, revelling in the heady taste of excitement and anticipation. The brain decides that it should present me with a verse.

"Ok" say I. "Nice verse. What's it go with?"

"AHA!" replies my every verdant brain, and provides me with scene, motivation 3 more verses and a chorus.

There was nothing else I could do. I wrote it down. It goes to the tune of "She'll Be Coming Round The Mountain When She Comes."

Don't click here )
huggeroftrees: (Heroine Addict)
I think I might live.

That was fun.

Zorro had a great time in London on Friday night despite being recognised at Liverpool Street Station. Luckily a cheeky lift of the hat and whirl of the cape confused the pointy-finger pointing group and Zorro managed to escape before any goons arrived.

However, one should start at the beginning, no? NO CAPES!!! )
huggeroftrees: (Keeley Eyes)
Actually feeling a whole lot better, but it may not take. Tomorrow I could be back in the arms of the virus again. Though I hope not for it be a day of great import.

Hen Night, Burlesque Club and Yes, Zorro HAS Come Out Of Storage.

I have to run off down to London the minute I get out of work and trail back within 24 h, but it should be worth it.

ZORRO!

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