I look in the mirror, see your face, if I look deep enough

[emony]

Yes, I am bored. Oh, I just remembered what I was going to do after dinner. Hehe. But first, a meme...



A - Accent: British. English, I suppose. Southern, not northern, although I do say a few things in a slightly northern tone having lived up in Sunderland for a year, but that's mostly put on for effect. What?
B - Breast size: uh .. I can't actually remember. It's either 34 or 36A or B.
C - Chore you hate: Laundry. All of them, actually. Chores are a pain in the arse no matter what they are.
D - Dad's name: Malcolm
E - Essential make-up item: None.
F - Favorite perfume: Ditto.
G - Gold or silver: Silver
H - Hometown: At the moment, Farnham.
I - Insomnia: Never, thankfully.
J - Job title: Assistant Event Organiser.
K - Kids: The first few are promised to niannah, after that, who knows.
L - Living arrangements: Renting in a shared house, as you know.
M - Mum's birthplace: Uh .. London somewhere .. *cough*
N - Number of apples you've eaten: 0
O - Overnight hospital stays: Not since I was born.
P - Phobia: Insects, spiders, moths, pain, needles, hospitals, doctors, all things remotely medical, I could go on.
R - Religious affiliation: I went to a Catholic school and a Baptist church, but the church was nuts (no offence to any Baptists out there - it's just my particular church that used to teach 5 year old kids that devils and angels were literally real and flew around everywhere and that the kids could see them if they looked hard enough, and that evolution was really very silly and didn't it make more sense that the Adam and Eve story was true, because we don't look like *monkeys* do we? No we do not. Honestly.)
S - Siblings: None.
T - Time you wake up: As late as possible, unless I have to go to work in which case 6am, unless I oversleep in which case at "o fuck!" o'clock.
U - Unnatural hair colors you've worn: None that are unnatural, like pink or green. My hair's been brown and red, but no unnatural colours. It's brown right now actually, you just can't really tell.
V - Vegetable you refuse to eat: All of them.
W - Worst habit: Being a lazy fat layabout.
X - X-rays: I had a dental x-ray once, but that's all.
Y - Yummy food you make: Cake. Mmm cake.
Z - Zodiac sign: Aries.

My mother is coming up tomorrow to take me, my aunt, and Boychild out for lunch as a thank you to them for helping me find somewhere to live, etc. so I'll be off making nice with The Family all afternoon. Which is probably for the best, because if I wasn't, I'd just be sat here in my PJs reading Sith Academy all day long like I was today. Oops.

Comments

[emony.livejournal.com]

Of course. Although hopefully by then the political pendulum will have swung back to the left and they'll all be able to go to University for free, with grants to support them. Hopefully. If not, we'll just keep a record of how much they cost, and they can pay us back when they are accountants.

I was going to write more of the Well-Adjusted-verse.

And pasta. Don't forget the pasta.

[airawyn.livejournal.com]

Somehow I don't see your kids being accountants. They'll probably go to school for as long as possible then take some low level job that allows them to spend all day on the Internet, chatting with their friends on the Moon Colony and writing slash about Star Trek: The Journey Never, Never Ends.

[emony.livejournal.com]

Well the idea is that our kids would likely rebel against their crazy parents and the crazy way they were brought up by becoming accountants. But I like your plan too *g*

[niennah.livejournal.com]

Huh... you mean, maybe we'll raise them well and they won't hate us? ... Interesting. :)

It's a bit less AbFab but probably a happier scenario for all.

[emony.livejournal.com]

I'm sure there'd still be some burning resentment under the surface.