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The Festive Season
(I have just read back through this entry and. Er. Yeah. Literally the only explanation I can think of is that I have somehow got high from all the raisins I have eaten and I didn't think that was actually possible...)
S'up?
I had a lot of things I meant to do today, the main one being to go into town and get stuff to make myself a top for the samba show I am doing on Thursday (I thought it was next Thursday! This was not the case!) but, er, I did not. I mostly sat under a blanket, eaten raisins, had a really dorky conversation with my Dad in which I referred to myself as a redshirt, and read a shedload of Hyperbole and a Half.
I blame two things for this.
1. THE SNOW HAS ARRIVED. \o/! I flove snow. A lot. But I live in among scary hills (which is to say, my street is flat but ALL the streets around us are steep, and so terrifying inclines of ice and dooooom right now. This makes me less than inclined to leave the house and risk life and limb. Also I can't find my wellies and I have one (1) pair of flat shoes that don't have holes in them. And those are ballet flats with all the grip of a, I don't even know, a gloss photograph. Or that time that my housemate Belle polished our laminate floor with wax furniture polish, turning our front room into a slip n slide.
2. One of the things I need to buy is a sports bra. WOE. I hatehatehate buying underwear. Okay, sometimes buying pants is fun because they are pretty and sometimes you find ones that say I <3 Dragons. But bras are a nightmare. They are expensive and the sizing thing seems to be complete arbitrary and you have to take all your clothes off to try them on. Ugh. Also (as I know I have mentioned before and I am sure that regular readers are thinking, oh god, Lal is talking about her boobs again) I have Cleavage with a Capital C. Or, as a friend of Nat's once said, a balcony that you could do Shakespeare off. This means that it is nearly impossible to buy cheap and cheerful bras. Also the sports bra has to be some sort of miracle of modern engineering.
Anyway. One of the things I meant to do was make a post about Christmas cards/packages.
DO YOU WANT MAIL? SAY YES! I love sending out cards and random things to people.
I know I have addresses for some of you, if I have several you need to tell me which one you would like it sent to.
But everyone else, comment on this post with yours. If you don't want to share it with the world wide web then comment anonymously (just sign yourself out of LJ) and that will be screened for your protection and privacy!
Also, if you would like any specific kind of card (Christmassy, Hanukkah-y, Leeds-y, Fandom-y, Hogswatch-y, Sorry we killed Jesus-y) then tell me that too!
I'm sure I can get testimonials from people who have already given me their home deets that I have done nothing worse with it than sending them random flyers that I think are amusing.
OH, I have moved house since last year so if you have an old address (number 13) you will need to ask me for the new one (16)
Okay, I am going to go make sausage and bean casserole and watch my dancing show. And maybe write dancing fic as I do it. So far I have an appallingly soppy ending and some scenes where everyone mocks each other and Eames is deeply inappropriate. Hands up all those who are massively unsurprised by this...
YAY POST! AND ONE THING GETTING DONE! \o/!
S'up?
I had a lot of things I meant to do today, the main one being to go into town and get stuff to make myself a top for the samba show I am doing on Thursday (I thought it was next Thursday! This was not the case!) but, er, I did not. I mostly sat under a blanket, eaten raisins, had a really dorky conversation with my Dad in which I referred to myself as a redshirt, and read a shedload of Hyperbole and a Half.
I blame two things for this.
1. THE SNOW HAS ARRIVED. \o/! I flove snow. A lot. But I live in among scary hills (which is to say, my street is flat but ALL the streets around us are steep, and so terrifying inclines of ice and dooooom right now. This makes me less than inclined to leave the house and risk life and limb. Also I can't find my wellies and I have one (1) pair of flat shoes that don't have holes in them. And those are ballet flats with all the grip of a, I don't even know, a gloss photograph. Or that time that my housemate Belle polished our laminate floor with wax furniture polish, turning our front room into a slip n slide.
2. One of the things I need to buy is a sports bra. WOE. I hatehatehate buying underwear. Okay, sometimes buying pants is fun because they are pretty and sometimes you find ones that say I <3 Dragons. But bras are a nightmare. They are expensive and the sizing thing seems to be complete arbitrary and you have to take all your clothes off to try them on. Ugh. Also (as I know I have mentioned before and I am sure that regular readers are thinking, oh god, Lal is talking about her boobs again) I have Cleavage with a Capital C. Or, as a friend of Nat's once said, a balcony that you could do Shakespeare off. This means that it is nearly impossible to buy cheap and cheerful bras. Also the sports bra has to be some sort of miracle of modern engineering.
Anyway. One of the things I meant to do was make a post about Christmas cards/packages.
DO YOU WANT MAIL? SAY YES! I love sending out cards and random things to people.
I know I have addresses for some of you, if I have several you need to tell me which one you would like it sent to.
But everyone else, comment on this post with yours. If you don't want to share it with the world wide web then comment anonymously (just sign yourself out of LJ) and that will be screened for your protection and privacy!
Also, if you would like any specific kind of card (Christmassy, Hanukkah-y, Leeds-y, Fandom-y, Hogswatch-y, Sorry we killed Jesus-y) then tell me that too!
I'm sure I can get testimonials from people who have already given me their home deets that I have done nothing worse with it than sending them random flyers that I think are amusing.
OH, I have moved house since last year so if you have an old address (number 13) you will need to ask me for the new one (16)
Okay, I am going to go make sausage and bean casserole and watch my dancing show. And maybe write dancing fic as I do it. So far I have an appallingly soppy ending and some scenes where everyone mocks each other and Eames is deeply inappropriate. Hands up all those who are massively unsurprised by this...
YAY POST! AND ONE THING GETTING DONE! \o/!
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I would love exciting Christmas post! And I think you have my address? If not let me know and I shall give it to you. :) And thank you for making this post because it reminds me that I have still not made my 'YAY HANNAH IS SENDING CHRISTMAS CARDS!' post that I've been planning on.
Love you massively sweetie, and I think I sound more hyper than you so worry not. I hope the raisins were yummy.
xxx
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Ummm, maaaaybe I have your address. I will check. Did I send you a card last year? I feel that I did. Also, I would love a card from you! I don't think you have my address though, right? I guess I could just give you a card in London.
The raisins were excellent. They are left over from the Christmas cake the boy has been making (it is a lengthy process) but I worry that I acccidently ate the ones that were left to soak in brandy! I actually edited down some of the crazy...
SEE YOU SOOOOOON
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Rebecca Bayer
7900 San Felipe Blvd Apt. 104
Austin, TX 78729
USA
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OH MY GOSH YOU HAVE SNOW. Where I live, it's only some kind of white and slightly fluffy drizzle, and it never settles. It's very cold though! I think cold without snow is just plain unfair.
Oh, I hear you about the bra problems. I think we've talked about this... once... or twice... so people are probably thinking, "oh no, lal and bran are at it again!" :D The bra situation here in Germany is really, really bad and you can barely find anything size F upward, especially not in combination with the magical 30 in front of it. So basically, everybody is wearing the wrong bras, and even if you know what your actual size is, there are just no bras in that size! I've taken to ordering from the UK and have finally found some fitting bras, so yay. But then I realized I was in need of a sports bra, and it was a complete odyssey! But I've found one now. It's this one. The others I tried were rather shock-inducing then shock-absorbing. I could've worn no bra at all just as well.
Anyway, keeping my fingers crossed for you!
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SO MUCH SNOW, BRAN. But at least I have found my boots. Oh, tomorrow should be interesting, to say the least.
Pshaw, we can talk about our fabulous cleavage all we wish. This is a boobs space! Ugh, that does indeed sound annoying. The main issue I have is with pricing. That one does look marvellous, although I think I am going to have to go to a shop seeing as I need it by Thursday D: My other well endowed dancing friend has suggested the two bra strategy, where you have one of those stretchy sports bras over a decent normal one.
Thank you! I will keep y'all posted :D
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Like, seriously. Their larger sized bras are gorgeous colours, have sparkly bits and THEY FIT ME. I mean, I'm wearing something like a 40F when in actual measurements I am like a 36DD, but still, they are about £6, and I can handle spending £12 every couple of months for 2 bras, whereas having to spend about £60 for the same hurts me inside.
I have no idea if their sports bras are any good, I but felt like passing along the secret to cheap bras :) xx
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Why are bras so expensive, it is so upsetting. I like colours and sparkles, this sounds like a plan!
I suspect I will have to try somewhere more like M&S, sadly, but thank you :D
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It is a great quote. The boy refused to tell me who had said it for years for fear that I would be offended but I just think it's genius...
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2. Though my chestal situation (my little sister uses the phrase 'chesticles,' which is SO WRONG I CAN'T EVEN CONTEMPLATE EW EW WHAT) seems to be Not So Dire as yours, I sympathize! (Also, I forgot you call them pants, lol.) It is rare, though, that sports bras "work" as they are apparently supposed to. I WISH YOU COURAGE AND THE GODS' FAVOURS ON YOUR QUEST.
I LIKE MAIL. You can use either address, unless it won't get to Canada until after the new year, in which case you should use the Ottawa one. But if you send it to home it can wait for me there as well :))) I do the Christmassy and Fandomy bits ;P
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2. Ahaha, the boy has (ironically) used "breasticles" on occasion, which, ew. And yes, pants. Or knickers, which I like less, tbh, although it does make for hilarious Britishism fails when people talk about Harry Potter packing his knickers in fic. I mean, unless they are Going There, which, cool, but mostly I suspect not.
YAY MAIL. I am going to trrrry and get them all off to arrive before Christmas
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PM-ing you address.
xo.
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Excellent!
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2. OF COURSE I want a card! I gather you want one too? I even have a postcardy poll for prolonged fun or what have you. :)
3. I saw on news today that you're all snowed in! Is this true? Do you need cookies send?
4. I am re-reading Shoebox and life is suddenly better. I bet you wanted to know that. :D
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2. Awesome! I am pretty sure I have your address, and I have gone and filled in your poll. Hurrah!
3. Lots of snow, but sadly not enough to avoid having to go to work D: Wait. Yes! We need cookies, stat!
4. Aaaah, lovely. I did want to know that, and feel cheered by it.
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Those do sound lovely, I clearly need something like that. FOr now I have dug out my wellies and will have them and many pairs of socks...
We have so much snow! So much. It's gorgeous, there is a streetlight just outside the window and I sit and watch the lakes fall through the lit up circle.
Yay! Awesome, I will find you something scandalous *g*
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However, I need your new address, as I think I still have the old one.
I hope you are enjoying your snow, although I definitely understand your shoe difficulties. (When we had all our snow, I was lucky to still have my sister's boots from my Halloween costume lying about. Otherwise, all I have is ballet flats and Converse, which... well. Neither of those are particularly helpful.)
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oh, the cleavage thing. I honestly have no idea what size I wear now, and I am dreading having to get measured somewhere, but I know I must, as I never seem to pick the right size (at least, it seems fine in the store, but after I get home and wear it for more than 4 hours, I find how horribly, horribly wrong I am). I have more than enough to spare, and even sports bras are never, ever supportive enough. I've given up on EVER finding anything remotely cute and comfortable. Also, I have a latex issue, and I've never had an underwire that doesn't bother me, so I am fighting a losing battle. I hope you find something good!
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also I feel weird admitting that I have never owned a sports bra? Not enough boobage to ever warrant the need for one (I just use my ugly/old cotton/not posh bras instead) lololol I always figured that the only reason I am a B-cup is because my ribcage is huge compared to your average A-cup buster XDD
AND DAAAAAAAAAAAANCING FIC EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE *grabby hands*
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I have lovely winter boots, all brown leather with zips and lambswool interior. Good traction too; of course, they're German made for our winters.
Speaking of winter, we has snow! And it's sticking, and it's supposed to snow again tonight. Makes me kind of glad to be in hospital, actually, since it means I'm warm and cosy and can admire it from inside. ;)
Address! Pick a card to make me laugh.
Nora Belitz (my building won't deliver it to me without my real name)
Ernsbergerstr. 29
81241 München
Germany
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