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Jul. 14th, 2008 02:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sebastienneNew shoes!
They are subtle. Which is to say that they go "hi I am a big Lesbian" only marginally more than my birkenstocks or my stompy purple boots or black DM mary-janes (which are both now sadly dead, thus necessitating my quick purchase of something I could get away with wearing to work).
Also, new icons! I've been throwing the "notebook" one around for a little while - it's from John Smith's diary in Human Nature / Family of Blood, where Smith is dreaming/remembering being the Doctor, and taking sketches from these dreams; it's his interpretations of the 7th and 8th Doctors (my favourites!). This new one? Is the lead singer of Borderville. Oh dear. Oh very dear.
My little sister is in Oxford for the next few days - cleaning the house. I am buying her food and hennaing her hair, so I feel very little remorse for this shameless abuse of her obsessive-compulsive tendencies.
And I'm reading a 250-page love-letter from Alan Turing to the Doctor - and Robbie Ross' Masques and Phases has just arrived in the library on stack request - and it's just about enough to make me stop worrying about the possibility that no-one will ever employ me...
They are subtle. Which is to say that they go "hi I am a big Lesbian" only marginally more than my birkenstocks or my stompy purple boots or black DM mary-janes (which are both now sadly dead, thus necessitating my quick purchase of something I could get away with wearing to work).
Also, new icons! I've been throwing the "notebook" one around for a little while - it's from John Smith's diary in Human Nature / Family of Blood, where Smith is dreaming/remembering being the Doctor, and taking sketches from these dreams; it's his interpretations of the 7th and 8th Doctors (my favourites!). This new one? Is the lead singer of Borderville. Oh dear. Oh very dear.
My little sister is in Oxford for the next few days - cleaning the house. I am buying her food and hennaing her hair, so I feel very little remorse for this shameless abuse of her obsessive-compulsive tendencies.
And I'm reading a 250-page love-letter from Alan Turing to the Doctor - and Robbie Ross' Masques and Phases has just arrived in the library on stack request - and it's just about enough to make me stop worrying about the possibility that no-one will ever employ me...
