drakyndra: The Music Meister demands you sing! (Dressed to Kill)
( Aug. 14th, 2006 10:25 pm)
So today I had two of my friends ask me what colour my hair used to be, because they had never seen it as anything other than blonde (or purple). That's just freaky. I mean, December isn't really that long ago, is it?

In other news, I have some photographicness.

As I have mentioned in passing, on Saturday I went on a bit of a shopping expedition. As well as picking up my external hard drive (final name still pending), a couple of books from Minotaur and some shiny shiny (and massively reduced) clothes from Miss Shop, I also spent quite a bit of time at the Vic Market.

I mean, you can't help but love the Market, what with it's insanely cheap shiny cool things, and entertaining cheap rubbish.

And at the market, I ended up getting my lovely new jacket. Which, in a moment where I plunge the depths of fangirldom, is shall we say inspired by a certain recent publicity shot.

In which I do an utterly dreadful job of modelling )

Oh, and something random that I couldn't not take a picture of:
I saw this and thought of MsScribe )
I just spent an entire hour counting how many fics had been posted to [livejournal.com profile] time_and_chips at certain times, in order to prove that no, there wasn't a slump in the amount of fics posted post-Doomsday.

God, I am sad.

ETA: No, Drakyndra has no graphs. Drakyndra needs no graphs!

ETA2: ...But that doesn't stop her from thanking [livejournal.com profile] seti_drd for her sterling efforts. Their resemblance or lack thereof to a crudely drawn cock is entirely up to the viewer. Or you could just ask [livejournal.com profile] tencrush.
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