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Have to admit, Elastic Heart gave me funny feelings. Which is odd, because my reaction to him before that had always been one of mild and unexplained nausea.

Very unkind. There’s plenty you can legitimately go after her for - but not this, ffs. Horrible.

I’m glad it’s not just me. My main take-home from this was “Man, those are going to be SORE when she finally takes them off.” (And probably a bit wrinkly.)

Turns out the cat wasn’t even feral: it was being fostered by an elderly couple who lived locally.

I’m really sorry to hear about your grandma. It’s tough - hang in there. A lady you don’t know in the UK is thinking of you.

I also work in PR - not in games - and we aren’t “dishonest with the public”; that’s not how this stuff works (and if we DID do that, it’d make our jobs much harder). Lying about things is a sure-fire way to mess up. Can you enlarge a bit on what you mean here?

I don’t - if I’m on vacation I usually try to go offline if I can and stick to real-world stuff for a bit so I don’t have to look at a screen (I usually end up bringing some board games and card games; if there are only two of you on a trip Carcassonne le Cite is heavy, but really good fun).

I actually made an involuntary yelping sound when I read that.

Actually, the “NO BOOKS” thing suggests to me that they probably won’t.

I like the way you think.

I also wish I was of a shape whereby knee-length gladiator sandals looked anything other than hilarious. Some of those girls look amazing in theirs.

I only ever get to grow my nails when I'm on vacation. I type a lot for work, and I have to use my phone; but what's most limiting is that I play the piano. Just for pleasure, but it's an important part of my daily routine, and I daydream about the nails I could have if the idea of not practising every day didn't make

For the next few days, my husband's visiting his Mum, several hundred miles away. I can't come; it's a time when I really need to be available and in the office. I love him and I really miss him.

ABSO-FRICKIN-LOUTELY. I find it hard to justify spending as much as I’d like to on clothes; I can afford it if I squint, but it’s important to me to buy things which will wear well and age well. So I was terribly upset when that beautiful (and vastly expensive) silk/cotton mix popover I got there last year split at a

There’s someone called “Understudy” hanging out on a stage in Defiance Bay; I wondered when I first saw him whether that was a reference to Biff.

The chaffing. Imagine the chaffing.

This is the only good thing about the HORRIBLE FREQUENCY with which Monday happens.

Blotting sheets absolutely transformed my greasy, greasy life. Seriously. (Although they look totally disgusting when you use them, so your ability to do a quick fix-up in public may be limited.)

I really recommend bangs. I only have to keep my brows a reasonably tidy shape; because you can't really *see* them. The rest of my makeup routine, sadly, is considerably less simple.