noelia_g

...I sure post a lot, eh?

But there's a hotspot not so far from our flat, and, well.

After feeling a little down yesterday (I blame the weather and my period, yes) I'm back to form today. My feet stopped to hurt... just in time, cuz I work tomorrow and then they will start hurting again. Vicious circle, I'm telling you.

There were people offering free hugs on Princes Street. Had me smiling for half an hour, like a moron. Went to 'Ann Summers' and bought some underwear. PRETTY. Also, not so expensive, cuz, sale. Also smile-inducing. And the changing rooms there are kind of the size of my room in the old flat. Huh.

ALSO. Comment here with your address if you want a postcard from Edinburgh. Quick, before I still have money for stamps ;). Even if you think I may have your address, give it to me anyway, didn't take my notebook. Comments screened.

In other news:
*Saw a guy in 'Save a Cheerleader, Save the World' shirt. HEEE.
*Saw Lush shop. My wallet is scared.
*Hooked up Zbys, Ania and Weronika on Doctor Who. HEEEEEEE. Next on: Girl in the Fireplace. My cunning masterplan continues.
*Bought some porn. Went to the till with two CSI:NY tie-ins, forensics textbook, and D/s porn novel. You should have seen the face of the guy at the counter. Me just smiled prettily. HEEE.
*days of work: 4. guys trying on kilts: 16. kilts bought: 12. noelia's giddyness: infinite.
*I want a girl!kilt. Will probably buy one when I get my salary. PRETTY. with a sash and a pin and YAY.

Rec me some fics, will you? Preferably Mac/Don, Giles/Xander, Giles/Wesley, Giles/anyone-but-a-kitchen-sink-but-I-may-read-this-one-too-if-anyone-wrote-it, John/Rodney, Ianto/anyone.
Speaking of. Anyone wrote Giles/Ianto? WHY NOT?

Well, some 'weeeee' at least. Some 'meh'. Some 'awesome' and some 'huh' as well.

I'm here. In Edinburgh. It's beautiful. It's also helluva expensive, especially flat-wise. Money melting quickly.

I have a job, though. Job requires me to help guys try on kilts. BEST JOB EVER. It also involves other things, but I remain concentrated on the important stuff, as always.

Bookshops are awesome. Money melting quicker.

Generally it's fun, apart from other people whining and wanting to go home. (Seriously. It's my first real job and my first real holidays on my own, and I am panicking like hell all the time, but at least I keep it it myself and don't bother others with constant constant WHINING. Yes, I am bitter. I am also too polite to tell them off myself, so... sorry for venting to you).

Someone stop me from buying a sonic screwdriver.

(I bought Giles and Wesley action figures and am doing some fanfic reenactments. FUN. Too bad clothes don't come off).

See you next time I have net access.

I called a guy in Edinburgh about a job, and it all looks fine, and we'll see in two weeks when I get there and meet him, but the conversation made me realise one very important thing.

I CAN'T GO TO SCOTLAND.

No, seriously. Think about it. Accents automatically add +5 on any scale of attractiveness for me, and to go to a country where everyone speaks like Ewan McGregor, or David Tennant? I see a reasonably cute guy in a coffee shop or whatever, and then he SAYS SOMETHING and I combust right there on the spot.


Also, randomnly. Need a new layout. Methinks David Tennant, 'cuz a)obsession, b)Scotland!