Ruminations of an Afterlife

Everyone, drinks and niceness at Peter's house tomorrow night? I know it's short notice, but it's quite important and lovely.

I'm in Bristol at Joe's house. Julian and Damon are so adorable and Jordan's already got the nursery half set up for the baby and it's so exciting!

And Mums just pinched my arse. Yep. That's our Mumsie. And Adam's going to be getting one of these. We talked him 'round to the 21st century. Even though I died in the 20th one of those. He's a little weirded out, but who wouldn't be? Everything's fine. More than fine. Everything is wonderful.

Still no news of Julian.

But I sent a present for Spectre with Renee and Kait. It makes me giggle, at least a little. And giggling is good.

Zombie-fever still same. As for questys, I'm making lists (and checking them twice Har Har, aren't I droll?) so hopefully I can narrow down things, though the entire deal makes me quite paranoid. Katia asked me if I wanted something to drink today and I replied with "WHO WANTS TO KNOW?!" And then she punched me in the shoulder. Which did not feel good. Katia does not hit like a girl. Incidentally, neither does Abby, so just you all watch out before crossing her...

Bianca, do you think you could visit later?