Friday on my mind.

[reddragdiva]

MH was very enjoyable last night. greap has been lured back to Sluts.

Work is as underwhelming as usual: weekly backups and shutting down our last remaining SGI. Have discovered the good coffee machine at work and fallen under its thrall. This coffee is up to Information Technology standards.

As far as I can tell, every fucker in the London gothiverse is going to B-Movie Club tonight. I will be getting there as early as I can.

Start, weekend! Start! Jeffrey Archer is still in jail!

("Disgraced author" indeed.)

Addendum, 3:31pm: Indeed. How very possibly appropriate.

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[reddragdiva]

"That's not writing, that's typing." - Truman Capote

[wednesday]

Yes. But. He's still typing.

(So I once joined this health and social club, the one adjunct to Addenbrokes Hospital in Stupid Pub Town, and they were all like, "You know, Jeffrey Archer belongs to this club!" Luckily, I was desperate enough for an elliptical machine to ignore this, and he never showed up. Nor did his wife.)