So, any questions you wanna ask about Photoshop?

Oh, bless you. No, I think I'm good for now - I'm not very good at following the destructions, really - I like to poke things with a stick until I figure out how they work, when it comes to technology. So far this hasn't got me blown up. We live in hope that this will continue.

And Plei! The lady of the hour! How fabulous! How's the lemur Princess Tickybox? Other than unbelievably wee?

Other than unbelievably wee?

She's a little peanut.

She's a little peanut.

Huh. I'm sure there's a sultana/princess gag in there somewhere, but I think I'm going to eschew it for the moment.

Yo, Sean! How's it going, love? How's the flatmate?

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Oooh! Accidental sluttage! Go me!

Ah! Fay! It's just a day of blessings, isn't it?

I was just looking at my brother's pictures from his trip, including a lovely shot of the Nile at Luxor. And thinking of Fay. And why the fuck is my keyboard reacting so fucking slowly, motherfucking aaaarrgh. Pardon.

ETA: and now my father's sent one of him and my brother on mules at Giza. Sigh. Jealous.

Hi lovely Fay!

I had a talk with the flatmate yesterday, and he apparently shared my horror over the cruel ignorance of his guest. We seemed to come to sort of a truce between us, but I think this whole thing may have a chilling effect on our relationship.

I think Luxor is my favourite part of Egypt, actually. Rounding a corner and suddenly seeing the Temple of Luxor just there in the middle of the town, right next to the street...Jesus. I burst into tears. Just amazing. And then you see Karnak, and realise that Luxor was very small potatoes.

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Oh, good! Glad to hear that flatmate isn't neccesarily a totally git, then.

Plei! Hey, so good to see you posting!

Take a shower and then put on a nightie. I declare you should be wearing comfy clothes for at least the next two weeks.

I have finished half of my unit plan, and have taken a shower. It is mucho refreshing. Now, I need to run an errand and eat and then...back to the portfolio.

But tonight I am having dinner and drinks at my friends' house, and I am not going to think about pedagogy. Whoo.

Timelies... Um, what's new. Not bunches...this not being a very great month. Deena, Homicide fandom thinks you're an icon goddess. I spent too much to keep the shiny icons, and... well, it's early.

Erin, I really wish you didn't live so freaking far away.

Blimey, I'm gone for 20 mins to make sandwhiches and everything perks up... er, maybe I should rephrase that... naw.

I can move my arms like a puppet. I'm already halfway there.

Just as long as you don't do that while you're driving, we're good.