mistress-rose

Oh yes folks, my life truly has become that exciting that the purchase of a new anorak in which to dig is the highlight! Help! I also got a new bag to stuff all my clothes in, sod holdalls give me a nice canvas bag any day of the week. It's awesome and I'm quickly discovering that it in fact has Tardis like properties. Fantastic. I also have more drink that I'll ever stomach, but when you're all living in each other's pockets in the middle of no where that's never a bad thing.Got back from Cornwall at stupid o'clock last night and will be back off to the dig tomorrow eve. Hopefully after I manage to scrounge a roast dinner of off someone who loves me. Fingers crossed.What else is there to say? Sorry things have been quiet, but what with living in a field and only occasionally running back and forth it's hard to keep up to date. Will try to do a better job of it though!

It has been a painful, restless, sleep filled day. You see, today I gave myself a concussion. Yes, though it pains me to admit it, I actually concussed myself on the corner of a cabinet door. But worry not folks, it was only a mild one according to the nice doctor. Yeh, just a mild ear ringing, nauseous, ever so tired one.On the plus side it's nothing like the last time I almost killed myself by falling off that bloody horse. No memory loss. No blackouts. No split skulls. No 'an inch lower and you'd be dead'. I'll take the headache over that thank-you-ever-so-much any day of the week!Anyway, whilst lying around feeling sorry for myself and cursing A&E waiting times, I have planned out a Jack-centric Alias story, scribbled drabbles over half a dozen napkins, and decided that I really, *really* need to start putting the Wessex presentation together.She stood alone, surrounded by people. Her tears fell freely now, silent sobs wracking her trembling frame. The body had been taken away long ago, but still she couldn't move. How could she possibly move on so quickly? The world still swam; her feet felt heavy like lead but her head was lighter than air. Lost amongst strangers she struggled to picture the faces of her friends now gone. Their faces caught in frozen glimpses before they were torn from her sight. Tom's shy smile. Zoe's pale face in the stand. Danny gone. Ruth stood alone, surrounded by strangers.Also finished 'I am Legend' and was blown away. I don't think I've read a whole book like that since having to study Hamlet. Just means I no longer have anything to read. Thus, any and all recommendations are welcome folks! Can make any promises that I won't have read them already, but I'd still like to hear what's good.So tell me what to read!

icon of the day behind the fake cut:because the idea made me chucklewill open in a seperate window btw.no other news really, except it's been a very fic productive day (hal will no doubt be happy/scared to hear) going out shortly for drinkies. definately in need of them.that's all folks.