I always thought I'd be a grown up when I grew up

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It's cold without hair.

In a mix of midlife crisis, rage at the world, new runner sweatiness and inability to do things by halves, I've decided to do some fundraising for Cambridge Women's Aid.

My MyDonate page is here (CWA uses this instead of Just Giving).

(Yes, really.)

Any sponsorship, however much, would be lovely :)

I've just caused a Mexican stretch. (Which is not a racist term, hurrah! I feared, because of English -> Irish "jokes" and a vague memory that US -> Mexican are similar.)

I stretched my foot, because Elsa was lying on it and had surreptitiously rearranged my toes into positions more comfortable for her.

Elsa stretched, presumably because my toes moving without her permission woke her up.

Ripley stretched, because Elsa had stretched and she has too little brainpower to think for herself.

Gambit stretched, because Ripley had stretched into him.

Unfortunately, being touched by one of the girls means PLAYTIME for Gambit. All three of them are now looking rumpled and slightly offended at various points not on the sofa.

I went to see this last night, and it's brilliant. I'm not a huge Tom Hardy fan (I don't dislike him at all; I love his attitude re Mad Max, but I don't go all weak at the knees) but he was absolutely amazing.

About the only thing that spoiled it for me was getting distracted looking at the 2 sets of makeup used to make each of the twins look subtly different; it was absolutely flawless. They'd even managed to give them different scars (not from in-film injuries; old, healed ones).

Yes, there's violence; in terms of goriness it's not half as bad as some 15s, but because it's so realistic (i.e. not ridiculous over the top fantasy one-shot-and-they're-dead minimally bloody fantasy style, it's a lot more affecting and very believable.

( Spoilers & content warning )

I don't think I want it on DVD; it's in no way a fun or feelgood film, so I can't think when I'd feel like rewatching. That doesn't stop it being very, very good.

Um, just. I guess this'll show e how many of you have removed me from flists in fits of disgust or "who was she, again?".

( Anyway, )

Oh no, oh no, oh no.

I have a lovely new brown-n-grey dress, chocolate brown tights - and no co-ordinating shoes. Oh, what a personal disaster.

*Hits up the Clarks & Jones websites*

Just in case it needs saying:

Please don't crosspost any of your comments here to Facebook or Twitter. I shan't be doing so either.

I get enough multiply-crossposted spam to make me filter some people out. I dislike Facebook's idea of privacy. I think it's rude to post / tag / link without asking and only stop on request. I keep LJ for stuff I don't necessarily want known by people I know elsewhere.

Via apiphile, this is all true. Despite using the word "cohabitate" (and if *I* could animate yarn into a handsome prince, I wouldn't marry it - I'd sell them and buy a private island Vilnius), it says everything I've wanted to put into words so often.

Polskish will be mine! I've just paid the tuition fees for the Absolute Beginners course starting in the autumn! (Must learn how to say "Like, totally" :D)

Now to wrestle with my impatience and need for IMMEDIATE GRATIFICATION. Hurrah, larnins for fun & not work!