I've had such a Queenerific day today! (I really should stop inventing my own words... that was meant to be some kind of mix between Queen and terrific... doesn't really have the same ring to it as 'automolove'!)
Aaanyway, Magic's 'Greatest Hits of Queen' day sure occupied a good few hours of nothingness during the holidays. Then I went to see the musical in the afternoon. (Queen tape playing in chauffeur (AKA mother) 's car, of course) Perfect, no?
Well, it would've been, were it not for my new arch-nemesis. The glowstick. I bought one for £2 at the Dominion, thinking it harmless enough. Then it came to trying get the bloody thing to glow. Being the idiot that I am, I was unaware of the simple snapping proceedure. Instead, I tried every possible method of getting the damn thing to work, until eventually I got so tired of it I decided as a final, stupid alternative to bite the damn thing to get it to work. Don't ask me what on earth posessed me to do that... possibly some kind of evil message delivered via 'Radio GaGa'. Anyway, they don't taste good. They are in fact horrible, if anyone ever wondered.
It was then my brother informed me of how it was meant to be done. He was sitting next to me all that time, and said nothing the little...
Anyway, by that time, I was already dripping foul luminous yellow goo everywhere...
Still, not even that could spoil a great evening for me.
...OK, I think I've bored you for long enough now. Congratulations for sticking with it 'til the end. Don't ask me why the hell I felt the need to share that pointless story. And I bet you think I should be put away now... really, that was rather out of character behaviour.
Previously known as 'Poodle Permed'.