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lokifan_import) wrote2010-09-02 11:13 am
lokifan_import) wrote2010-09-02 11:13 am
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Oh *family*
Had a lovely time with some friends this weekend, with lots of zombies and WATCHING OF THE ROOM – thank you, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
annephoenix! There was also watching of a GOOD film and eating home-made lasagne and chocolate tart. *wins at friends*
Apparently I didn’t mess anything up too much with the moving. My dad’s in an excellent mood now – he’s a lecturer on African economic history, and spent YEARS writing a long and impressive book about it. This long and impressive book just went paperback, which academic books don’t often do. So YAY DAD! We shall not make a penny, of course – he waived his cut so the book could be bought more cheaply by African universities, especially Accra and Asante – but he’s very proud.
I shall talk Amsterdam – at last! – and my Five Things meme very soon. But right now – I’m in Devon! I’m spending three days with my aunt, uncle and cousins. I had the worst train journey EVER yesterday but I made it down eventually, and now I’m sitting in the spare room with my laptop, the cat Salsa and my cousins.
I was pretty nervous coming down, especially with the travel hiccups. I get on fantastically with my uncle and oldest cousin, pretty well with my aunt and middle cousin... and then there’s the youngest cousin. He was a demon straight from hell for YEARS but he seems to have grown up a bit. He’s annoying still, but not in a crazy way.
I am slightly nervous because politics is a frequent source of conversation for the family, and obviously of great interest to me... and my uncle is a fervent Thatcherite. My oldest cousin, as previously mentioned, is kind of at an awkward stage in his adolescence. ... Also, er. The house is a tip. It’s seriously a mess the like of which I’ve never seen anywhere else. We stayed here once as a family for a night, and I had to sleep in the demon youngest cousin’s bed. They hadn’t changed the sheets and the bed was full of crumbs. :(
I feel awful complaining about this now; I’m staying with them, after all, and they’re very welcoming. Bad, bad me. But it is seriously unhygienic and I need to vent somehow since I am spending so much time forcefully controlling my expression.
For purposes of communication: my oldest cousin shall be nicknamed Terrible. He’s the one I get on really well with; he’s sixteen, bearded, enormously tall, arrogant and into D&D. My middle cousin is Awful, a la Archer’s Goon. She’s fourteen and she has dyed red hair, likes randomly stalking strangers on Facebook and does lots of volunteer work. The youngest can be named Demon, because he is. He plays lots of guitar and has a bum-fluff beard.
I strongly suspect Livejournal will get rid of this Facebook/Twitter bollocks since it’s got nothing to do with how the majority of users, including non-fen, use the site. But just in case: please do not link anything here to Facebook or Twitter. My RL and fandom lives are relatively connected but I’ve been burnt by lack of privacy – particularly by misguided friends outing me without realising I’d mind. So this is definitely worrying!
Anyone who wants a DW code, I’ve got seven!
annephoenix! There was also watching of a GOOD film and eating home-made lasagne and chocolate tart. *wins at friends* Apparently I didn’t mess anything up too much with the moving. My dad’s in an excellent mood now – he’s a lecturer on African economic history, and spent YEARS writing a long and impressive book about it. This long and impressive book just went paperback, which academic books don’t often do. So YAY DAD! We shall not make a penny, of course – he waived his cut so the book could be bought more cheaply by African universities, especially Accra and Asante – but he’s very proud.
I shall talk Amsterdam – at last! – and my Five Things meme very soon. But right now – I’m in Devon! I’m spending three days with my aunt, uncle and cousins. I had the worst train journey EVER yesterday but I made it down eventually, and now I’m sitting in the spare room with my laptop, the cat Salsa and my cousins.
I was pretty nervous coming down, especially with the travel hiccups. I get on fantastically with my uncle and oldest cousin, pretty well with my aunt and middle cousin... and then there’s the youngest cousin. He was a demon straight from hell for YEARS but he seems to have grown up a bit. He’s annoying still, but not in a crazy way.
I am slightly nervous because politics is a frequent source of conversation for the family, and obviously of great interest to me... and my uncle is a fervent Thatcherite. My oldest cousin, as previously mentioned, is kind of at an awkward stage in his adolescence. ... Also, er. The house is a tip. It’s seriously a mess the like of which I’ve never seen anywhere else. We stayed here once as a family for a night, and I had to sleep in the demon youngest cousin’s bed. They hadn’t changed the sheets and the bed was full of crumbs. :(
I feel awful complaining about this now; I’m staying with them, after all, and they’re very welcoming. Bad, bad me. But it is seriously unhygienic and I need to vent somehow since I am spending so much time forcefully controlling my expression.
For purposes of communication: my oldest cousin shall be nicknamed Terrible. He’s the one I get on really well with; he’s sixteen, bearded, enormously tall, arrogant and into D&D. My middle cousin is Awful, a la Archer’s Goon. She’s fourteen and she has dyed red hair, likes randomly stalking strangers on Facebook and does lots of volunteer work. The youngest can be named Demon, because he is. He plays lots of guitar and has a bum-fluff beard.
I strongly suspect Livejournal will get rid of this Facebook/Twitter bollocks since it’s got nothing to do with how the majority of users, including non-fen, use the site. But just in case: please do not link anything here to Facebook or Twitter. My RL and fandom lives are relatively connected but I’ve been burnt by lack of privacy – particularly by misguided friends outing me without realising I’d mind. So this is definitely worrying!
Anyone who wants a DW code, I’ve got seven!
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