I made myself into a pistachio. Thankfully it doesn't actually look anything like me.
I hate Fridays. This is how i've kept myself amused for the past half an
hour.
This roll of Holga photos is a year and a half old. Oops? I scanned it in this morning. I recently finished roll 10, which is so old i can't remember what the first half of the photos are. Heh.
29th Mar 2012, 10:36
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Book Thirteen.
Brookmyre seven. I'm halfway through the Brookmyres now. I very much enjoyed this one and was trying to work things out and second guess Zal through most of the second half. Yay for the huge "dot dot dot" at the end (for the second book in row!).
The Sacred Art of Stealing = (Arty clowns + Incompetent gangsters) x (Arty clowns + Gullible Glasca polis).
Today is, in a word, gorgeous.
Book Twelve.
Only my third ever Christie, and the first one i hadn't seen a TV adaptation of. ...I still figured out the clues and guessed the murderer. Not that i exclaimed my smugness out loud when it was revealed or anything... *cough*
I don't know if it's because i don't drive, or if it's because i'm, well, me, but all i can think when i see these signs is "Moustache!"
Book Eleven.
Brookmyre Six. Definitely one of the best so far, but that doesn't mean that much when all of his books are so good. The chapter in the classroom, reading A Midsummer Night's Dream and the giant chalkboard cock, however, did just over take the first chapter of Quite Ugly One Morning as the best chapter ever.
A Big Boy Did it and Ran Away = ((Egotist + Gamer) ÷ Friendship) x (Terrorism ÷ (Kids + Angel X))