sheldrake

Well, in my experience, there's nothing like the New Year to shine a cold hard light on your life and make it look frankly a bit pathetic, You can really see where I've papered over the cracks.

Bugger. New Year is worse than Chistmas; we hates it. In fact we hates the entire month of January, preciousss, yes we does...

Oh moan, moan, moan! Sorry about this. Annoying teapot-related babble will no doubt resume shortly :)

I feel much better today, partly because I got a few hours sleep, and partly because my star of a friend Marian sent me the Elijah-cover YM Magazine all the way from New York! Hooray! (Shallow? Me? I don't think so...)

Yes so, outside we have Elijah, avec hair. And inside: FUN, as they try to make Lij cry by asking him about his dad! DISAPPOINTMENT, as he proves to be in control of his emotions! PERSISTANCE, as they insist anyway that his eyes are getting 'a little glassy', and that he therefore has 'unresolved issues'!

Oh yes. Not to mention HILARITY as Orlando is revealed to be not flirting with the art director, but admiring his own reflection in the mirror behind her. And UNFAIRNESS as poor Dom is interviewed about how damn sexy and charismatic that Orli is.

Also, FEAR as a horrific Viggo/Elijah bunny scuttles uninvited into my brain. I shall seek it out and have it poisoned immediately. Yes, poisoned, or perhaps... torn to pieces by rabid weasels. Just to leave you with a pleasant image.

Edited to say
I forgot the best bit. I get to find out how to survive high school!!! And only seventeen years too late!!!!! Yay!!!!!!!