I lost what I'd typed to that fic I started, but I redid it and thought it's a little better. Maybe.
Mum's in here being a pain. Going through the old wardrobe thing looking for... something. I asked if I should do it and she's like 'no, no'. I dunno if she even realises what she's after.
I've been on AC and I'm waiting for Mikey so I can sell my peaches. I've set them all up by the exit so there's a sea of the damn things. There's probably 50000ish worth of them there (but if I sold them here they'd be worth 80% less).
For some reason my comp keeps bringing up a stupid HP website.
Christmas cards'll be sorted and sent by Monday.
My digibox is fucked cause it's being a pain. Without the remote I can do fuck all.
Tomorrow I'll be clawing t'internet apart to find the next Clone Wars ep.
I finished Voyager Season 4 last night. Tonight I'm switching to The X-Files season 6 and alternate (with every few nights being a movie night instead to get through the pile of dvds to watch, and a few more bing band dvds).
The film dvds I remember I have to watch are:
*The Clone Wars (again)
*Death Note (and Death Note 2)
*The Resident Evil trilogy (all in one go)
*The X-Files 2: I Want To Believe
The band dvds are:
*Apocalyptica Live (again)
*Bullet For My Valentine Live (again, probably on Tuesday when the new deluxe album cmes, probably also with the other album dvds)
*My Chemical Romance: The Black Parade Is Dead! (I watched one gig, not the other)
*Panic! At The Disco: Live In Chicago
*Panic! At The Disco: Pretty Odd
*The Used: Lies For The Liars