ArchAngel Of Healing (Vodka Is the Cure As Well As The Cause)

It's strange, it's so much easier to think of things to write here when there's actually nothing going on in my life. I mean, where do I start?

I'm sharing a student house with 3 other girls and 4 guys. I seem to have permanently lost my voice due to over-drinking, and I smoked my first cigar last night. Just because I'd never tried one before. Not as disgusting as it seems. I think it's fairly safe to say that everyone in the house is completely different. I could go into more detail here, I could provide some comical character sketches for you, but, eh, maybe some other time. This is mainly a post just to remind the world of my existence and to reassure you all that I haven't fallen of the edge of the net. And besides, I've only been living with these guys for about a week, so anything I have to say right now I'll probably reread in 6 months time and lmao at.

I joined the sci-fi society and the film society, and have tentatively agreed to go along to a couple of sporting clubs, predominantly martial arts ones. Shock, horror, I know. Me? Exercise? Pah. I gave my mother the address for this blog, she's probably collapsed with shock. I'm still doing well for food, although it wouldn't be unfair to accuse me of having been living on marmite on toast for the past week. I will need to do some laundry soon. Someone worked out where that was earlier today. Will run out of comfortable underwear soon. Ridiciculously clichéd. Not sure you really needed to know that.

Oh, and I now have a harry potter umbrella. *grins* It's black with the logo on the handle and a small picture of Bertie Bott's Every Flavour Beans on one panel. Cost almost twice as much as my tesco bargain toaster.

I am now also definitely going to collectormania next weekend. Hoh yeah. All the screenings and talks are now sold out, but I'm still looking forward to seeing all my old con-friends again. Apart from the momentary encounter with the person that registered me for the sci-fi society, I've felt completely isolated from the geek/fandom community. And the person that registered me actually seemed fairly normal. It was just the reassuring issue that they were talking to a guy dressed up to the nines as a star-trek borg assimilate at the same time.

And just to leave you with a bit of eye-candy, I absolutely love this manip quiz-result thing:

Rafael. You're most like the ArchAngel of Healing. You want people to shape up, and you nag. But you mean well, and you're well loved despite it. Or because of it. You bring the donuts even as you tell people to eat more veggies.
Which ArchAngel are you most like?
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