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I have not done one of these in, like, a year.
It's 1am, there is no more tea, and I have written another 10,000 words of back-story and character sheets this week.

( INDULGE MY VANITY )

DAY ONE

11AM: ARIVES
VAN: *Flees work like the ninja*
VAN: *Arrives at train station an hour early*
VAN: Considering that I once got lost in my college after going there for two years, this is probably a good idea *gets on train*.
TRAIN: *stops at East Croydon. Does not move.*
VAN: Well. This is new. Um. *Gets off train.*
TRAIN: *Flee!*
VAN: Shit!

I got on another train, which turned out to be the wrong train, got off it just in time and eventually on a train that did, in fact, take me to Victoria. Unfortunately I had neglected to write down which tube station we were meeting at (Green Park or St James’), so I got a map.

MAP: Look here, Green Park Station and St James’ Park Station are so close together! You should totally go to Green Park, and then if you’re wrong you can just wander over to St James!
VAN: K!
MAP: Teehee.

2PM: ARRIVES
VAN: There is a suspicious amount of no one here. Maybe time to walk to St James’! *walks*
VAN: *Walks some more*
VAN: *Still Walking.* This is taking rather a lot longer than I thought it would...
MAP: TEE. HEE.
VAN: LIES!

It was at this point that I had the brainwave of texting Boo to enquire of our meeting place, just in case there was some freak occurrence and everyone was late.
Turns out, it was St James, and everyone was late.
Then I got lost walking in a straight line between parks. Not actually one of my finest hours, but one which was remedied by a slightly bemused policeman.

VAN: Hi! Which way to St James’ Park Station?
POLICEMAN: Um, what?
VAN: St James! I appear to be, um, slightly lost...
POLICEMAN: ... You are standing next to a signpost, and you are facing in the correct direction.
VAN: ... Can we just pretend this never happened? By the way, do you like my demon’s mark?
POLICEMAN: ... Lovely, I’m sure. Nice to meet you, Miss.
VAN: First you get possessed, and then you die! 
POLICEMAN: *Flee!*

( I did, eventually, find the station. And there was no one there! Or so I thought... )

Nick Goes to Brighton:

Waking up is never fun, so Nick scowls at it.


( ... )

I've been collecting quotes for about ten years now, but I've never done anything with them except read them for amusement.

But then I needed php things to code, so I made a database of them all that you can search through, or flick through, or grab random ones.

Look, 10 years of quotes, all here.

Ok, I go falloversleepnow...

I am going to the Queen's garden party next month.
AT BUCKINGHAM PALACE.

Holy crap, you guys. I get to wear my hat!

I found a voice memo that I recorded on my phone on a particularly long, confusing, and boring drive back from Eastbourne earlier this week.

... The message is:

"EXCLAIMATION MARK BADGERS"

Don't you just want to read The Demon's Lexicon now? Don't you?
If anyone wants to borrow one of my spare copies, I'll be over here. In the Bad Place. With Nick, Gerald, chains and some knives. Oh, and lasagna (Nick is lasagne because lasagne is saucy and hot, but it has layers! Also, it's tasty. Although I'm not sure how good it is with a sword...)