felidae

Ive been an online journaller for some time. Some time loosely translated as four years. When I was in my tweens I had an actual, physical, IRL journal which I adored and wrote of my crushes on cartoon characters in; I let my friends write in it too, and it became something I treasured. I still have it hidden deep in a drawer somewhere.

It annoys me then that I have failed so monumentally at actually keeping up entries on my SuicideGirl page, especially considering I looked forward to doing so.

I lay the blame portioned equally at the feet of my workplace (seven day weeks), university (end of year projects) and writers block (JESUS CHRIST I HAVE ESSAYS THAT NEED TO BE INand Im going to the pub instead).

I hope that with the advent of my having been typing for around four hours solid this evening (for various causes) my writers block has, at last, found an end. Especially since it looks like Im going to the Download festival courtesy of Ashas invite and Ill need to document those shenanigans in detail. Ive never camped overnight at a festival before so this is going to be all new to me, but Im making notes to myself such as that braiding my hair is probably the best option since hair straighteners are likely going unprovided for. I hate to actually utilise the rock gesture, but frankly, given how unutterably cool the Download weekend is liable to beI think it may be justified.

Incidentally, though my car is again roadworthy (FINALLY) it looks like Ill be driving there with Asha, Brogan and Kit. A whole car full of ROCKand people who will never want to speak to each other again by the time we get there.

Fun Felidae Fact: I plan on hoisting my SuicideGirl panties as a flag so I can find my way back to the base-camp.