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So, today I'm feeling generally rather loffed and indeed loved. I woke up at 8.30 after Mum saw fit to slam the door when she left, and after a blurry shower I decided to do my ironing. It was at that point I saw a small pile of cards; awww, bless. Grandad sent a rainbow card (oh, the irony!) with money in and the strict instruction not to spend it on tattoos or piercings. Bless him. Got the usuals from various other family members, and then Mum's card.

10 driving lessons! Well, for the larger portion of my life I've asked for a pony. I suppose it's like a quicker pony that eats less grass and gives off more pollution.

Sister also graced my with her presence, and there seemed to be the uneasy holiday truce. She gave me a t-shirt with the same logo on it as my bag ("Moody Cow") which is all very nice. Except, of course, it is a pink t-shirt. A pale pink t-shirt, too.

I hate pink. I really and utterly hate it. Don't mind it when it's bright, but... yeesh. And under the terms of the uneasy holiday truce, I put it on, smiled about it and wore it all day. In between generic bitching to everyone I met. "It's pink! Pink! My skin blends in!"

Look, nice of her and all that, but I'm not wearing it again. Sorry.

As soon as I had donned the t-shirt I went out to training, which I only eneded up actually doing for about ten minutes, as Enid, Simon and I all went to go and get the train to Liverpool, where we met Em and Hannah. Hurrah! I like being hugged...

Got my tongue piercing changed, which is lovely. I can't play with it as much, but when the swelling is completely gone I will be able to do. For now, I'm revelling in being able to eat and talk without concentrating as much! We then darted around Liverpool quickly and got lunch, at which point I was presented with presents. Simon had already give me a card (with a badge informing the world that I was "under the affluence of incohol") earlier on and Enid had granted me a poster. Hannah gave me some sword-y earrings and two bumper stickers saying "Lead us not into temptation; I can find it myself" and "Be nice to nerds. You will probably end up working for one." Hee! Personal favourite, though, is a bracelet saying, quite simply "Elf Fetish."

They all know me so well! As evidenced by the fact that Em got me Vampire Porn - well, the book of Interview With The Vampire.

*loffs*

Then we eneded up dragging both Em and Hannah back to training. Oh dear. They looked very scarted as we rammed into each other in the traditional battle manner and Enid and I died. Quickly. They joined in quickly, though, and they were both good! If a little "eeeeky" during the Champions part. But I killed [livejournal.com profile] rhaeselon! This is a Good Thing, although I'm determined not to hit his head, because I'm quite curious to know what on earth the story is going on about now. Ah well. I fought against Hannah and did eventually kill her, but it wasn't easy! Her and Em's fight was brilliant too... they're both so athletic! If only they lived nearer, I could give them proper training...

... alas.

And then I went home. We went for a big meal avec la family, and now the day is over. Hurrah indeed. Tomorrow I'm going to The Trafford Centre with Liz and finally picking up my contact lenses, too. I am, however, getting paid, so it's all good.

I've just had a weird e-mail. "Hello, Colleen, and Happy Birthday! I'm your personal astrologer, Angela!" I can have a personal astrology session for $35 dollars. Wheeeeeee. Much as I am growingly tempted to go for a tarot reading or something similiar (apart from Mora's, which says I'm going to get an intimate piercing soon. Erm. Perhaps not right now...) I don't think I'm likely take advantage of an internet spam offer. God knows how they got my details.

I feel all warm and glowy. This could be due to the fact I've eaten entirely too much. But there we are.

~Hathy_Col~

Date: 2004-08-11 02:09 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] spacellama.livejournal.com
Happy Birthday!! No pony, eh? How about a horse-lord? Shall send Eomer over with a strategically placed bow? ;)

I'd sing, but you wouldn't like that....

Date: 2004-08-11 02:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] hathy-col.livejournal.com
No pony. Alas. Personally, would rather has his sister, again with a strategically placed bow...

... and believe me when I tell you that your signing cannot be worse than some of my seranading today. *grins*

Date: 2004-08-11 03:01 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] elfnut.livejournal.com
HAPPY B-DAY TO YOUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU!!!!

Elf

Date: 2004-08-11 03:06 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] nerd-king.livejournal.com
>>10 driving lessons! Well, for the larger portion of my life I've asked for a pony. I suppose it's like a quicker pony that eats less grass and gives off more pollution.<<


:O( My test tommorow. I have failed before and i'll probably fail again. Suxxor.

Date: 2004-08-11 03:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] rhaeselon.livejournal.com
Oh, hit me in the head as often as you like.
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Oh, hit me in the head as often as you like. <_< It'll probably give me more inspiration.

SPOILER (Reason I haven't writtem much about you & Simon):

<span style="background-color: #000; color: #000;">You should realise that I haven't written much about you and Simon 'cause I want you to be a Deus Ex Machina for some large event. If I mention you too much, it won't be the big surprise I want it to be. Although I don't doubt that /everyone/ will see it coming. However, you and Simon are probably the two characters of which I'm most proud. Caedmon is a close second.</span>

Date: 2004-08-12 02:58 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] slowmotionforal.livejournal.com
Happy (late) birthday!

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