Happy birthday Fay!

I'm so glad you and Daniel have arrived safely.

I'm pleased to see you drunk-posting and apparently whooping it up with your new co-workers.

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{{Sean and S}} I'm sorry you two are going through all this. All the best ~ma to both of you.

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(((S)))

Hello! Am in Bangkok. Am somewhat the worse for alcofrol, so apologies for any wobblieness of this post. Go me! Am now 33! V. exciting. Also, job seems v. promising - am presently in swanky 5 star hotel in centre of Bangkok with assorted new coworkers, and school seems to be A Good Thing. As does Thailand - y'all need to come visit. It fucking rocks like a rocking th ing.

Things so far:

- on first day, went to buy toothpaste, as had notne. Toothpaste turned out, surprisingly, to be sludgy greenbrown colour. Upon closer examination, tube announced apologecitilly "toothpaste is black because of REAL HERBS!!"

Toothpaste tasted okay and seems to do job, so am putting it down to 'It's Thailand, Baybee!'

Thailand seems to be much shinier and richer than Caioro. This is pleasant surprise.

Cat Daniel came with no bother - paid fifty quid to Egypt Air and he got to come into the cabin with me. Had his box on my lap for an hour or so, then decided that blok on seat next to me was not coming back, so put cat's box there. Yay. Cat mostly good (although, to be fair, was drugged to eyeballs) for first few hours, then freaked out. After a while I fed him valium again, disguised in cheese triangle. Hahahaha! Also, Air Egypt steward bloke was total honey, and let Daniel have his very own meal when hot meals were being handed out. "Would you like fish? Cats like fish!" said the nice man. So Daniel had a hot fish dinner, and was v. excited about it. Bless.

Getting him into Bangkok totally straightforward - nobody gives a shit, apparently. I sailed through passport control with my Durmstrang satchel, my laptop bag and a cat in a catbox (meowing loudly)and nobody said 'Hey, do you have paperwork?' at any point.

So that wsa good.

Man. Vodka is the devil. But Thailand seems v. nice. Yay for that! Am eating Nori Seaweed flavoure d Lays crisps purchased from the 7 11 at end of road. There are lots of Western things, like a Starbucks and shit like that. It is all v. shiny. Think this may be a good thing.

Journey here had quite a lot of hidwous disasters, but will go into more details when sober. All seems (insh'allah) to be well now. Hopwefully.

Man. Am hideosly pissed.

Also, have written lots of Faith/Dean fic, and hope to post it to LJ soon.

Hic.

Love y'all - pucntuation to them as needs it.

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Happy Birthday, Fay!!! I'm glad to hear you arrived safely with Daniel.

I just got back from seeing SoaP with friends. I should do something productive now like unpack or cook dinner.

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Yay Fay! Lovely to hear you are surrounded by the swanky as you deserve. Yay for being in Bangkok. (my boys have made it impossible for me to type that without giggling) Watch out for creepy wannabee teachers.

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Also, Air Egypt steward bloke was total honey, and let Daniel have his very own meal when hot meals were being handed out. "Would you like fish? Cats like fish!" said the nice man. So Daniel had a hot fish dinner, and was v. excited about it. Bless.

Bless! Glad you both made it there safely. Enjoy the drunk and I wish you no hangover.

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I am filking today. To the uplifting tune of "My Name is Luka":

My name is Boredom
I work on the salesroom floor
I loan out these cars to you
Yes I’m sure I’ve seen you before

Your Beemer is a piece of shit
No matter how much you paid for it
Just don’t ask me what is wrong
I have no idea what is wrong
Just don’t ask me about your car

It only runs til you get home
And the shine comes off the chrome
We have no loaners til Tuesday
We have no loaners til Tuesday
You still won’t get one anyway

My name is Boredom
I can do my homework here
I can write this filk for you
All I really want is one big beer

You came in for an oil change
Your car got wrecked
By a porter gone deranged
I still don’t have a car for you
No I don’t have a car for you
Please fuck off, no car for you!

It only runs til you get home
And the shine comes off the chrome
We have no loaners til Tuesday
We have no loaners til Tuesday
You still won’t get one anyway

My name is Boredom

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Jordan, our cat, is, in some ways, one of the least cat-like cats I've ever met. He has exactly zero interest in trying to get out, and, weirder still, he has even less interest in human food of any sort. We've tried to feed him certain things we thought he'd like, as a treat. Each time, the food has languished unmasticated in the dish we set out for him.

On the other hand, he's probably the neediest, most co-dependant cat I've ever met. He gets very cross whenever either of us leaves the apartment, and is right at the door wanting lots of attention and assurances that we'll never leave again, before our key is even in the lock.

Good better word-making changes to staunch excessive use of "even".

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Jordan, our cat, is, in some ways, one of the least cat-like cats I've ever met.

My Jordan is a puppycat. I think your Jordan sounds less annoying.

Kittenish is flopped on the couch and trying to figure out why I am taking her laundry away.

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Vodka is the devil

No! Vodka make Fay funny!

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