Best:
- Geomag! WHOA. Magnets and ball bearings that stick to each other. Like k’nex but cooler.
- The Penguin Banned Books series. Quite a lot of Orwell in there, also classics like Lolita and Of Mice and Men. Sweet.
- PJ bottoms with polkadots and ribbon waistband. Shut up, they’re cool.
- A truckload of vintage jellybeans
- A wooden wiggly snake
- A tinkerbell skirt
- A shiny watch
- A jaykit
- A little miss chatterbox yoyo
Worst:
- 1 x Red nail varnish from nephew 3, which could easily also go in best category as I love him 100 for trying.
- A manicure set with an appliance resembling a vibrator. Unacceptable. Willing to do swapses.
- A tonne of cellulite fodder. See above.
28-Dec-05 at 1:29 am | Permalink
Best:
-Buckaroo Banzai DVD
-Earthling by David Bowie. 90s drum and bass idiocy.
-Nearly all the Sandman trade paperbacks, which I found for £3 each in an Aberdeen charity shop, as well as a Neil Gaiman Miracleman trade which will maybe be worth some cash on ebay (but probably not)
Worst:
-My toughguy uncle’s homemade wine, which led to lots of things I can’t remember including breaking my new glasses by falling off a settee, and apparently having a really indepth conversation with my mum, which has led to the family treating me as if I am on suicide watch. The odd thing being, I’m actually pretty happy right now, other than angsting over those lost Christmas hours. Man, I wish I knew what I said. Can’t wait to get back into Edinburgh for New Year. Home is an awkward place to be.
-Shit ned jersey from my auntie. “I guess I could wear it inside out” I said. But when did I say it? I can’t remember.
Hott!!!
28-Dec-05 at 1:30 am | Permalink
Incidentally, Geomag?!? You lucky thing. Magnets are super-amazing, for reals.
28-Dec-05 at 1:57 pm | Permalink
The Snow Bunny is currently deliberating over the vision of young male in polka dot PJ bottoms with supposed ‘ribbon tie’ (I do believe John Boy had something similar…?) painting toenails red (influence from someone…?) and yo-yoing at the same time – perhaps while manicuring nails…?
Should the Snow Bunny be worried…? Suspicions are running high…?, tis a long way home to give council. (7.04am my time)
28-Dec-05 at 4:26 pm | Permalink
“The odd thing being, I’m actually pretty happy right now, other than angsting over those lost Christmas hours. Man, I wish I knew what I said. Can’t wait to get back into Edinburgh for New Year. Home is an awkward place to be.”
Exactly how I feel
Right now I have no job, flat, boyfriend or things a girl of my age ought to have but why do I feel so goddamn happy?
Tis so strange this life.
Bring on 2006 say I!
28-Dec-05 at 11:58 pm | Permalink
> vision of young male in polka dot PJ bottoms painting toenails red
Come in Snow Bunny we read you STOP urgently draw attention to differing authors of posts STOP this post written by “ms.bean” not “air” STOP update to follow xs
29-Dec-05 at 12:25 am | Permalink
> Geomag
Likes, the best Lego-with-physics thing evar. Be a cross between Isambard Brunel and Magneto.
> Buckaroo Banzai
Must. See. Peter Weller.
> Nearly all the Sandman trade paperbacks
*choke*
> Neil Gaiman Miracleman
Late era but fabulous. Will happily lend you TPBs btw.
> Aspen Snow Bunny
*gnaws ungloved fists in snowless frustration*
> why do I feel so goddamn happy
It’ll wear off, fear not. See you 31st with or without female friends for final peak of elation.
29-Dec-05 at 1:21 am | Permalink
No snowless frustration here on the farm! I pure cannae see down the fields and across the water to Edinburgh anymore. All I see is snowy mist. I went for a wander about today, and the snow is proper snow like what you see on the telly, all crunching underfoot nice likes. No snow in Edinburgh then? Maybe tomorrow. Just in time to fuck up my bus journey.
Wherever you go, there you are.
29-Dec-05 at 9:10 pm | Permalink
No buses or trains on the 1st so I’m in Edinburgh til the 2nd. What will I get up to?
>It’ll wear off, fear not.
I wasn’t complaining
>See you 31st
maybe
31-Dec-05 at 11:50 am | Permalink
I sent out “Happy Christmas” texts with 02 (gyppo) and it’s only recently come to my attention that most of them didn’t arrive. I send lots of love here instead.
Best pressinks:
McSweeney’s Quarterly Concern
Sturgeon White Moss #1 and 2
Microwaveable slippers
Texas Chainsaw Massacre DVD (uncut)
Plum flavoured tobacco
The Time Traveler’s Wife
The Three Incestuous Sisters
(both the above writeen by Audrey “Niffenegger”, titter)
Hold-up stockings (Put on, scuffle around on floor playing RE4, laddered to fuck, vague concern).
Worst presents:
Handbag (given by my mum because she knew I would hate it)
“Tank Girl” video (given by my dad because he knew I would hate it)
I miss and love everbode who reads this, this Christmas. If anyone wants to be penpals, email me your address.
31-Dec-05 at 11:51 am | Permalink
If you click on the exciting stocking debacle you get to see one of my other presents. Thank you, by dabe is Rosy, belm.
31-Dec-05 at 2:07 pm | Permalink
>Handbag (given by my mum because she knew I would hate it)
Oh, I’m dreading the day I start getting handbags.
31-Dec-05 at 2:50 pm | Permalink
*makes careful note*
31-Dec-05 at 4:49 pm | Permalink
But a fucking manicure set? A manicure set? Come on. A manicure set?
My dog has left me better presents.
31-Dec-05 at 4:55 pm | Permalink
I know.
I’ve never even *cut* my nails in my life. Wouldn’t mind some of that anti-biting lotion tho.
31-Dec-05 at 5:30 pm | Permalink
Tastes like shit. Oh, of course. That’s the point.
Nails. Disgusting. My ex, Nicola won gold at the commonwealths for fencing. She was invited to the royal garden party thing one summer. Her mum made her put on false nails, and she came round to mine to ‘show me the dress’. Wincing when I sat down for weeks, I tell you.. Oh, i’m just full of delightful stories, aren’t I? Sorry! Teehee.
01-Jan-06 at 3:28 pm | Permalink
> *Makes careful note*
Please disregard. Handbag, if bought (from correct shop) is considered as a most appropriate gift.
> *Nails – disgusting*
No comment – those who know me will be laughing by now…