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... Um. All further mentions of the Masters Cup are now banned from my journal. I agree with everything, it all makes sense and now I'm shutting up because as much as I love drama in tennis matches, I do not in my LJ. So. Banned topic. Go forth and speak of other happy things.*

*This will make no sense to most of you. It doesn't really to me but hey, anything for a quiet life and it is really time I at least shut up about it before I do, in the words of Jack Sparrow, 'something incredibly stupid'. Mmmm, neutral. Roger you don't know how good your country has it.


So in unrelated topics of woe, the heating in our building appears to be broken. Not completely, the radiators still warm up and mine's almost hot this morning but the one in the kitchen has been turned to full all night and yet it's barely warm. Major downside to this -- because putting on an extra jumper isn't that much of a hardship -- is that the hot water isn't working either. The hot taps usually get very hot; now they're struggling for luke-warm. It's nice because it means it is actually possible to wash your hands without getting third degree burns, but while having a shower on a cold morning? While trying to wash up and the water keeps going cold?

The best part is I know if I go to the porters to ask for help, they'll just tell me to sod off and report it online so they can ignore it for even longer. Looks like we're in for a cold winter. -_-

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HEATING IS FIXED, OMGLOVE.

Sorry. That *really* needed to be yelled as loudly as possible. :D I can have a hot shower! I may dance a jig of glee any minute now, especially since I checked my post to find Ace waiting for me with a big shiny article on Andy, accompanied by many glossy pictures. Why do my Mondays always start off badly but end on a good note?

I'm going to have a celebratory cinnamon bagel before I do my creative writing, and then I've just remembered that Monday is my designated 'do no work, fic all night instead' night. Does anyone want anything immediately-as-in-the-next-day-or-so, or should I work on Datta? Hhhmm. Choices.

Oh, and when I bought the papers today to get articles on that thing I'm not mentioning anymore, I found the best unrelated newspaper headline:

"Fairies stop developers bulldozers in their tracks."

Genuine 'fairies'. Apparently a colony of them lives under a rock in the field that was going to be built on and the locals and even the council protested, because any building work around the rock would 'disturb' the fairies. So they've had to redesign the entire thing to incorporate a park for the rock in the middle. The article does in fact include a quote from the council chairman, beginning, "I do believe in fairies..."

I love my utterly insane country. ^__^

Bagelwards now. Mmm.