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Or at least I hope that's where I'm heading. Since Aftershock is about 40% proof, I think that's a fair aproximation. Expect pitiful spelling.
So, in order to escape the localised disaster area London has become I've deafened myself with music from one fandom (look at my 'music' note) and made my eyesight even worse with another (Sushi's HP fic, look here if you want to read them, big Snarry writer) and washed the whole lot down with something that will make me appreciate both (the aformentioned Aftershock).
No answer from Chetwynd, usually we send one e-mail per day, oh well, probably Miqael's got more of a life than I have, or maybe I put my foot in it by asking about age. Still at least I got a nice e-mail asking me if I was okay after the terrorists dismembered a double decker bus, several trains and 37 people.
Fuck *swigs more Aftershock*, at least I sent off chapter one of Masters of the Dark to be beta-read.
There isn't a 'drunk' mood icon, so 'high' is next best. Wouldn't turn down a spliff either.
Skull Bearer.