Worn me down, like a road

I -was- going to comment on the 12th because I AVOIDED THE FUCKING T.V and only found out how it went late last night and today but I'm not. Here are just the headlines:
- Tourists caught in riot
- Pensioners bus attacked returning from bingo
- Police attacked as parade passes
- Three hurt in city disturbances
- Bomb discovered on railway line
- Woman is raped while at Bonfire
- Officer's stolen weapon recovered.

And that was just the headlines. Fucking hell. Great fucking country I live in.

Anyways, fuck talking about that. Here, for my own amusement. trowicia felt guilty for not having read Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone in ages so I did a really ghetto quick summary. Here is said summary:

HERE, a summary of PS!

Harry - thinks he normal. Talks to snakes though. As you do. Magical letters appear. Drives adopted family crazy as the coconut. Giant appears - "'Ere 'arry, yar a Wizard." 'oh. Ok then.' Wizarding world is random. Goes to Hogwarts - shares food with Ron. Harry + Ron - friends.
Hermione = bossy. Boy's make Hermione cry - TROLL APPEARS - Defeat troll, trio formed. Mirror shows desires, Harry becomes an addict, Dumbledore cuts him off, Harry play Quiddich, Everyone thinks Snape is OMG!EV1L. Giant 3-headed dog, put him to sleep - pass puzzles and face unassuming twitching professor who happens to have The Dark Lord in the back of his head. Typical. Harry burns HIM PRECIOUS. Dumbledore smacks the professor down, Harry passes out. Is sent a toilet seat and sweeties. All is lollypops and candy-canes.
There's also some stuff at school and dragons. Your typical Scottish boarding school, I think.


Hahaha, this is why I shouldn't be let out in the world. Also, stolen from trowicia who I am going to spam with stuff about me when I come back from down the street:

I know very little about some of the people on my friends list. Some people I know relatively well. I read your fic, or we have something else in common and we chat occasionally. Some of you I hardly know at all. Perhaps you lurk, for whatever reason. But you friended me and I thank you.

But here's a thought: why not take this opportunity to tell me a little something about yourself. Any old thing at all. Just so the next time I see your name I can say: "Ah, there's so and so...she likes office supplies."

I'd love it if every single person who friended me would do this. Yes, even you people who I know really well. Then post this in your own journal. Or not. Not like I'm gonna come after you with a gun if you don't.

Right. Kick Matthew out of his bed - then down the street I go~!

To be yourself is all that you can do~

Have I mentioned lately that I fucking LOVE Chris Cornell's voice. It's utter sex. *Drools*

This post isn't going to feature anything remotely interesting. I'm just making a list of my next few days and things I need to remember.

Thursday going to Speedy's with Efa for pub quiz? Might need to pick up more milk. Also mail the bills for mum. **Need to pay bills first. Look at getting more money out. Taxi home? Need to do most of the major house-cleaning today. Text June with bus times for Saturday.

Friday Sleepover day. Stock up on junk. ??Are we getting movies out? Check what times everyone's getting down at. Should be around 6? 7? Going to Chinese. Emperor almost definite. Need to book? Is Friday night. Walk home? Or taxi? Get money out for Ruth's presents, possible taxi to Ruth's and Chinese.

Saturday Leave June down to bus station. Probably Jules and Lillybet too. Might have breakfast down the street. Pick up Half-Blood Prince. Give to Matthew to hold until I re-read the other books. Tidy up after sleepover. Last wash will be going to today or else there will be ironing to do on Monday. ??Pick up a present or two for Ruth. What do you get for someone going to Alaska?

Sunday Last minute cleaning. Clean the cars if it's a good day. Book taxi to go up to Ruth's leaving barbecue if Jenni isn't going. Fuck it, will need to get more money out on Friday then. Come home. Do any last minute ironing. Check house in order.

Monday. D-Day. Parents home. Haven't a fucking clue when. Need to check that out. Possibly make a ghetto quick banner. Keep away from books until they're home.

OK. That's the next few days sorted.

Random notes:

1) Fuck it, Aimee Mann was playing down in Dublin Monday and Tuesday. Need to keep on the gig circuit.

2) Look up Tennant's Festival ticket prices.

3) Dude, look up what Coldplay songs where playing up the Saul Road. 3, 4 and 5 from Parachutes. Remus/Sirius angst vibes abound.

4) Remus/James/Sirius. Hogwarts.

5) That Harry/Draco one. "And what, Potter? You come back here and expect a post-war fuck? Is that it?"

6) Harry/Draco - Sunlight. Draco POV

7) Veil. 3 Sirius'. Psychological.

8) Plant those flowers.

9) Ghetto HP summaries.

FOOOOOOOOOOOOOOD