o o o I have my falsificatio manga allll plotted out. It shall be a thing of beauty! And by 'thing of beauty' I mean, of course, HIDEOUS DUMB. There's been a gap in the shounen market just waiting for this; waiting, I tell you.

Have been reading Austen: am siezed (seized, surely? gah. i before e rule, you hurt me) with the desire to refer to people's behaviour as "exceptionally unexceptionable".

April storm at the Euston Square/Warren St crossroads, the air white with whirling wind and rain, people almost falling over from the force of the blast, in five minutes leaving no trace behind but wet hair and cramped bus shelters. Listened to the Lucksmiths burble about cloudless skies and tolerant girlfriends, because, really, what do people who don't like indiepop do, such sunny spring days as these?