riverdresses: ([dw] four+romana ii ;; hold on to me)
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O, today was a splendid day, for so many little reasons! Yes, little reasons, my darlings. Perfect petit fours of reason!

But first, I shall update you on my dinner last night!

In the morning, I gave Mother her gift, after I verbally declared our gentlewomanly armistice for the day. It was a simple diary, but she absolutely loved it. She was very touched by it & didn't even mind that I gave her the card during dinner. (I thought I'd lost it, but it was IN her gift, actually.) It was like the past two days simply hadn't happened at all, actually. We were suddenly talking again & no one was angry at all. We were actually quite happy. I even let her kiss me, which I hate & never let her do, but it was her birthday, so I let it go.

Dinner was a yummy affair! We went to one of our favourite restaurants near where we live & oooo, I finally had some decent chips! Two kinds, even, since it was a joint birthday dinner for both of us. (I prefer curly chips myself & these were fab!) I stuffed myself so full of good food that I had to lie down for a bit after we came home, but I didn't mind! It was all very worth it.

Over dinner we chatted merrily about little silly things, like the infamous Sarah Palin porn film, Nina Hartley & Violet Blue (my mummy knows who Nina Hartley is!! I was all OMG WHAT.), Sherlock Holmes mysteries, what she did with my aunt & at the doctor's that day & of course, Doctor Who, which we also spent the way home chattering about. (well, the chattering was mostly on my end, mostly about Eight & classic!Who.)

She had a nice birthday. & that's what's important. & we're still talking, so I suppose that's something too.

Anyway. today!

Today, I practised a bit of Withnail fashion, & save for my shoes (o, even my blue satin flats failed me, at least in my opinion!), I think I accomplished it damn well! & I found the delights & singular trouble of wearing a cravat - they're wonderfully easy to get used to, but if your bra strap starts falling down, you're a bit screwed, as you're all buttoned up & can't pull it up very easily! But other than that, it was a joy!

I swear, I'll bring it back, people. Just watch!

(& yes, the fashion influence & style post will come tomorrow, since it's so late here now!)

I've also started getting all of the Six & Charley audios currently available - I have The Condemned, The Doomwood Curse & The Return of the Krotons so far & The Brotherhood of the Daleks is next. Yes, I haven't finished the Eight&Charley audios yet, but I want to be prepared. & I love my Charley! Which is why I'm braving Six audios for her! There's little I wouldn't brave for my favourite Edwardian adventuress, you know.

& o, I saw the most amusing thing whilst I was on my way to the bus stop! I left the bookshop & the first thing I saw in front of me was a little Asian woman carrying two live chickens in a little rolling backpack behind her. Live chickens! Their heads were moving & everything!

& the first thing that came to mind?

'Eat it? Fucker's alive!'

I started giggling a bit & got rather amused looks from the two men in front of me. I couldn't help it! & on the day I'm in Withnail fashion & all, down to my flappy coat & I see two live chickens in a sack right in front of me! What are the odds of that happening on that particular day, sweetlings, I ask you honestly!

Therapy went nicely today - my therapist surprised me with a little bouquet of purple irises for my birthday!! She said she wanted to get me ' a little something, since it's a big birthday for me'. How sweet was that of her? I was really very touched.

& purple! My favourite colour! (or one of them, rather, but yay purple!)

I also had good news from my mummy about the kitty's trip to the vet today. She said they told her that he was the bravest, kindest & most well behaved boy all through his tests. I was so happy to hear that!

Anyway, they did the tests & we should have the results in a few days. I am a little nervous, but I'm trying not to think about it. I'm just glad my fluffything didn't maul anyone at the vet's! (though I wouldn't totally have blamed him - he couldn't eat before his tests, so Mother couldn't feed him this morning, then he got stuffed in a box & taken on the bus. Lesser kitties might have become vicious upon release! But we raised a good kitty. ::nods::)

& upon looking at the clock, my birthday is officially in twenty-four hours now. Nervous, yes, but I'm just trying to not think on it, as with kitteh's test results.

I wonder what the weather will be like tomorrow. I'd like to try my hand at a bit of Eight-esque fashion (I really liked the cravat! What can I say?), but I have no decent waistcoat. (I actually don't like them, but I'm going to look about & try to be more open-minded about them. My mother made me wear really ugly ones when I was a girl & ever since then, I've hated them.) Perhaps I'll try & find a decent one downtown this weekend, even though I can't spend very much money.

Mother wasn't feeling well earlier, so I think I'll check up on her in a bit. Nothing serious, she just said she had a fuzziness in her head. I rather hope she didn't pick something up; I don't want to be sick either. Never mind, she's in bed now.

& also, my brain, or certain muses-that-have-no-proper-name-but-shall-remain-nameless-nevertheless really need to stop hanging Zagreus/Charley ideas in front of me. I'm really trying not to write that & I still keep getting ideas! O! My mind & certain muses stuffed with anti-time are just infuriating at times, really!

Edit: A few days old, but FUCK, MAN, THE LOLZ.

Violence and Controversy Mar Groundhog Day

(fuck the 'official ceremonies', cherryblossom trees are exploding into pink bombs here in the city & trees are getting leaves. To me, THAT'S EARLY SPRING!)

& something smells like it's burning in my room . . . but nothing's on fire & I don't have any candles or incense lit. WHUT.
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Elizabeth (Betsy). Twenty-two, almost twenty-three, but perpetually seventeen. Whirls back & forth between vulgarity & delicacies like a dervish proper & has been known to disappear for months on end. Worshipper of Carroll, devotee of Lovecraft & BPAL hoarder absolute. Destined for the madhouse.

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