Katiefoolery

That Timothy of mine brought up the fact that it’s been well over a week since I last posted here and I discovered I have no real explanation for this.  No explanation, but plenty of excuses.

Perhaps I could blame Bleach for being so addictive that I spent several days simply re-reading it and falling even more in love with it than before.  I’m now equipped with several quite cracktastic theories, too.  And characters I didn’t care for before have suddenly endeared themselves to me without my evening noticing it.  I just have one question: if you haven’t read it yet, what’s stopping you?  Look, I’ll make it easy for you all: go to Bleach Exile and download the first volume.  If you’re not one hundred percent addicted after reading that, there’s no hope for you.  Mind you, there’s no hope for you if you do become addicted... so there’s nothing to lose really, is there?

What else can I blame?  Perhaps the iTunes store - that’s a good one.  I seem to go on little adventures there, leaping from song to song until I find something I like.  And thank goodness you can buy single songs there or I’d be completely destitute my now.  Cursèd addictive thing that it is.

Or I could blame the onset of colder weather, ’cause that’s been making me rather cranky of late.  I don’t remember any sort of transition: one minute, it was warm and Summery, the next, it was cold and miserable.  Although I suppose that’s rather relative when it comes to me.  As far as I’m concerned, “cold” applies to anything below about twenty degrees celsius.  On the up side, the new position of my desk has me sitting right next to one of the central heating vents.  That should keep me nice and warm once the cold weather really sets in.

And tomorrow, I am off to Beechworth for almost four whole days.  Four whole days without the internet...  Don’t do anything too exciting whilst I'm gone. :D

So what shall we do while the Americans are all off feasting at Thanksgiving?  I vote we hide LJ behind the couch cushions and look all innocent when they get back.

“LJ?  What is this LJ of which you speak?  Oh that LJ behind the couch cushions!  Yeees, I don’t know how that got there.”

But first, we’d all better practise looking incredibly innocent and blameless, otherwise I don’t think we'll be able to pull it off.

I am happy and giddy because I have made a silly icon (not the one on this post) and also because it is Bleach Day.  I do love Bleach Day and I love Bleach Exile even more for scanlating the chapters at the speed of light and filling my afternoons with Bleachy goodness.

Also (and I’ve just realised this) I haven't had a cup of tea since breakfast, which could explain my light-headed giddiness and my strange but overwhelming desire to go and put the kettle on.  Any kettle.  As long as it’s now.

In further stream-of-consciousness blogging, I must confess to having an extremely lewd story in my head as I took the bus home yesterday afternoon.  Oh yes.  Hehe.  My Timothy-of-the-heads has bet me that I won’t write it and as a punishment for his lack of faith, I have declared that not only will I write it, but I will not allow him to read it.  That will teach him.

However, this whole situation of stories in my head only served to highlight the main reason I will most likely never drive a car unless in an emergency: I just don’t want to concentrate.  I get the best ideas when sitting on the bus or the train and they’re usually so distracting that I have to whip out my handy notebook and write them down straight away.  I couldn’t do that if I was driving.  Instead, I’d be sitting there, desperately trying to remember the details so I can write them down later while at the same time trying not to kill anyone with my lack of concentration.

I just don’t have the attention span for driving, I’m afraid.

And now, I shall go and shove LJ down behind my couch cushions before the Americans get back...