katharos

So much for my personal vow to post more frequently. :p

Okay, most important thing to have happened in our household since I last posted? MY SISTER HAS CHOSEN HER UNIVERSITY AND COURSE!!! WOOT!!!! *THROWS CONFETTI*

You have to understand, for the past eighteen months to two years, in every conversation this family has had amongst itself, with friends, with random, very confused strangers the phrases 'What/where should Haz do/go to university?' have inevitably cropped up. But the choice has been made! She is going to do Natural Sciences (the English Lit graduate stares blankly) at Queen Mary's in London. *fingers crossed* Waiting to hear back from them now.

This miraculous development came about as a result of a trip to London a couple of weekends ago to a visit day. (The campus has an old Jewish graveyard right in the centre. How cool is that? *envious*)( Read more... )

Weekend after that concluded with the four of us pushing a piano down the road.

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I then went to visit

lycoris for three days which was awesome - I hadn't seen her in months!

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Then, last friday, after getting back, I went to see Baroness Warsi give a talk at a local college. She's the Shadow Minister for Community Cohesion, the youngest member of the House of Lords, and the one who went out to bring back the teacher from the teddy bear called Muhammed crisis. And she was awesome and loveley and very, very interesting. Even if she is a Conservative. *grin*

And that would be everything except that this evening as Tess (the dog) and I were coming back from our walk a cat ran out into the road and was hit by a car. I saw the front tires hit it as it screeched to a halt and it kind of spun around and ran back the way it came. I couldn't find it then - it must have hid in the house's garden. A few years ago my Mum hit a cat which was able to run off, but it was later found in a hole where it had crawled to die. (This story is a source of instant guilt even now.) So I dropped Tess off back home (who was not, I felt, conducive to the cat hunt) and went back. I rang the doorbell but no one answered and, since the garden gate was open, went through to have a look around. This resulted in a woman and me giving each other the fright of our lives when we saw each other through the french windows. I explained what had happened and what I was doing and she was very sympathetic and worried - she thought it might be the cat belonging to the woman opposite which often comes and watches them through the window. So then I had to go back across the road to tell this woman that her cat might have been knocked over by a car. And she was so, so lovely - she kept thanking me for coming to tell her, that it was better to know than to wonder. When I left they were calling for the cat - I've no idea if they've found him or not. I want to go back and find out the end of the story - but then again, I don't.

In happier things - this time tomorrow I might have my hands upon Vagrant Story which will be the first game I have bought for myself in years but cutscenes - and

ciceqi's fics - have seduced me.

And finally: Dragons. I succumbed.