Behind that locked door...

I shall endeavour to remain vague about this so I don't spoil the surprise, but for those who will get the joke:

Er, well... don't you think whoever it is being described sounds a lot like Robert Plant?

Behind that locked door...

I shall endeavour to remain vague about this so I don't spoil the surprise, but for those who will get the joke:

Er, well... don't you think whoever it is being described sounds a lot like Robert Plant?

I'm Paris-bound. Gee-sodding-whizz.

Will not be around Tuesday afternoon-Thursday afternoon because on Wednesday I'm going to Paris. Am staying over at my grandad's tomorrow night so all I have to do is get a bus to Waterloo to get on the Eurostar. The train gets back to Waterloo late on Wednesday so I'll stay there Wednesday night too.

I can't express to you how much I can't be bothered about this. Don't get me wrong, I'm metaphorically dying with my need to see my beloved, my deeply-flawed-but-great Jim Morrison, but I hate Paris.

Actually, I'm not that keen on France itself. Not because OMGTHEYSEDNOOOTOWAR!!!!1! but for much more personal reasons. I'm sure the people are all right, but it's not a place I like. Am going for Jim and in order to write about Jim for MA project. Then I'll hop over to the Louvre to see some arty stuff... and then I don't know what. I mean, I might go to the Eiffel Tower, but I'm not that bothered. I just don't know how I'm going to burn the minutes between half twelve when I arrive, and half eight, when I leave.

No doubt, I'll end up eating in McDonalds. Also, did I mention that my ability with French is on a par with Derek Trotter from Only Fools and Horses, who thinks 'mange tout' is an expression of annoyance?

Oh well. So, that's where I'll be, if you notice my absence.

I'm Paris-bound. Gee-sodding-whizz.

Will not be around Tuesday afternoon-Thursday afternoon because on Wednesday I'm going to Paris. Am staying over at my grandad's tomorrow night so all I have to do is get a bus to Waterloo to get on the Eurostar. The train gets back to Waterloo late on Wednesday so I'll stay there Wednesday night too.

I can't express to you how much I can't be bothered about this. Don't get me wrong, I'm metaphorically dying with my need to see my beloved, my deeply-flawed-but-great Jim Morrison, but I hate Paris.

Actually, I'm not that keen on France itself. Not because OMGTHEYSEDNOOOTOWAR!!!!1! but for much more personal reasons. I'm sure the people are all right, but it's not a place I like. Am going for Jim and in order to write about Jim for MA project. Then I'll hop over to the Louvre to see some arty stuff... and then I don't know what. I mean, I might go to the Eiffel Tower, but I'm not that bothered. I just don't know how I'm going to burn the minutes between half twelve when I arrive, and half eight, when I leave.

No doubt, I'll end up eating in McDonalds. Also, did I mention that my ability with French is on a par with Derek Trotter from Only Fools and Horses, who thinks 'mange tout' is an expression of annoyance?

Oh well. So, that's where I'll be, if you notice my absence.

Need help!

Just got an email for something called OKCupid (never heard of it)

and it said I've joined, gave me the sign in and everything...

The thing that worries me is that not only did it get my usual user name (Apolla), it also included the password I use on a lot of these things (because man, I don't remember passwords well).

This is weird and I'm concerned. Have you guys heard of this? Is it part of something else we've come across on LJ stuff?

Need help!

Just got an email for something called OKCupid (never heard of it)

and it said I've joined, gave me the sign in and everything...

The thing that worries me is that not only did it get my usual user name (Apolla), it also included the password I use on a lot of these things (because man, I don't remember passwords well).

This is weird and I'm concerned. Have you guys heard of this? Is it part of something else we've come across on LJ stuff?