I love Applets and Cotlets.

He was cast as "Mr. Beaver," a non-speaking and perhaps in the book a non-existent role; I, having been cast as Lucy, was removed from the position and offered the role of Mrs. Aslan. MRS. ASLAN.

!!!

Other people already beat me to it. So - What They Said.

Meanwhile, wrt the Dread Visa Scenario, I think I have misunderstood the money situation. Which is good. I think that it's either £28 or £45 that I need to pay. Which seems like a pittance now that I've had the whole £200 thing.

ion, I have been home 3 days, and have not yet had occasion to tell / accidentally show my mum the tattoo. I sort of feel I should, because I don't want to be lying to them, and because I love it lots, and maybe perhaps insh'allah they (or Mum, at least) might like it? Maybe? Hmm. We'll see. I'm kind of planning on wearing something that will make it visible, and lead to a 'Why yes, I do have a tattoo! Didn't I mention it?' revelation, I think. Seems like the best plan.

ioon, I think I need to marry this boy. And perhaps also this girl and this boy. Yes. Maybe even this boy.

Actually, I keep finding people who sound lovely - although very many of them are in the US. And they're probably all Seekretly Evil, or something.

I was woken up at 8:30 by someone pounding on the front door and shouting something that sounded like "I sleeped in front of your house!" (My brain, when slightly more awake, decided this may have been "I'm leaving it in front of your house." Which makes slightly more sense?) By the time I was awake enough to process that I ought to do something, I looked out the window and saw door-pounding person talking to our neighbor. Then I went back to sleep until 12. Still have no idea what was up with that.

ioon, I think I need to marry this boy.

Gloomcookie?

...um. No?

::scurries off to edit post::

Ha! That boy! Yes! The one who likes poetry and comics and is working as a nurse and wants to be Stephen Fry when he grows up. Yes.

(I think Gloomcookie's GF would object to me marrying her.)

ioon, I think I need to marry this boy.

MM? Pretty sure he's already married. I think I remember hearing something about that.

It's all a farce.

It's all a farce.

True story. I'm her beard.

ETA: Hey, Fay! Wanna marry Aimee?

Customer Service Hell, Entry #5,672:

Dumbass on Phone: "Hi. I have some questions about my husband's insurance. I'm totally authorized to ask this because I'm his wife."

Me: "Okay. What's your husband's name?"

DoP: "[Name]"

Me: "And what company does he work for?"

DoP: "I don't know what it's called. Mid-Something. Mid-grade Aggravation, maybe?" (No, I am not exaggerating or fabricating for humorous purposes. Actual Quote.)

Me: "You don't...know where he works?"

DoP: "No. Why, is it that important?"

I just have to deal with Dumbasses on stage. I think this is a good thing on the whole.