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Hello all! Am not dead, merely busy. Sorry for not being around more, this should change soon. Here, have a sequel picspam by way of apology!




( Click for pics! )

I appear to have some sort of home delivery curse. We had a sofa take nearly 3 months to turn up. Food delivery folk need to call us for directions every time we order, because google maps doesn't know our street exists, most sat nav systems direct deliveries up the lane, which is only a means of access to our building on foot, and some ordinance survey maps have our street name spelt wrong (oddly, this never confuses postmen or courier services). And now the new laptop I have ordered isn't coming on the day it was meant to be delivered for a totally unknown reason because the message they left asked me to call them back on a phone number that is not actually a valid phone number. And no one else seems to have any record of my order. Aaaaargh.

So I'm falling back on my old coping mechanism - a random picspam of hot boys.

( Hello, boys )

Yum. That made me feel much better.

Well this was certainly a FABULOUS plan of procrastination through picture finding. Thank you to all who enabled this terrible behaviour encouraged this fantastic use of my time.

Warning to those with a slow connection - there are approx 80 pics and gifs in this picspam.

And so without further ado, I present:

Hot Men Who Are Wet and/or In Water



( Yum yum yum )

And now I am dead from hottness. Yet again. Le sigh.

Feeling a bit blue today. The obvious solution - trawl tumblr and google images looking at pretty things and then make a picspam. Hurrah!

For some reason I don't really understand, I have some sort of post-craft-project-completion ennui. It all feels very anti-climactic to have finished my Serenity cross stitch, and I got a bit down after posting it. I am weird.

So, here's my default antidote for feeling like I have nothing to add to the internet but yet more moaning: an absolutely random pic spam of hot people who make me smile.


( Random hot people being hot... )

This week has been very strange, but mostly in a good way.

Saw John Barrowman (Barrowmaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! *shakes fist at sky*) in concert on Wednesday, which was all kinds of fabulous. It was cheesy as all get out, of course, but in a wonderful way. To hear him sing in person was a fantastic experience, but what really surprised me was how I could have listened to him tell his showbiz anecdotes all night long. The man could have a career in stand up if he wanted! (Although this feeling may have been intensified by him using his Glaswegian accent for most of the show, and the extra cheekiness of a home town gig.) And I really like the way he has his support act on for two short sets in the middle of each act, rather than as a warm up act. Also, Wonder Woman/Spiderman mash-up. Really.

Then Friday was Take That ticket day. Hrrrrrrrrrrrrrrffffffffffffffffffffffffffggggggggggggggnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn. That was ridiculous. I have never had to work so hard in my life to get someone to take my money. Total capitalism fail. You'd think Ticketmaster of all things might be somewhat prepared for the onslaught of people wanting tickets. (Although, fair enough, selling over a million tickets in one day is pretty huge.) But I succeeded (after four bloody hours) and all is well with the world!

And I think I have finally hit the home stretch with my Serenity cross stitch. Swearing levels are decreased, accomplishment levels are increasing. I'm starting to like her again! Hurrah!

Here's some customised t-shirts that should be relevant to the interests of Buffy, Firefly, Battlestar Galactica, Veronica Mars and/or Take That fans.

Previews:









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