katy lindemann // seemingly unconnected

into hospital for another back operation tomorrow, hoorah! I make the following disclaimer now:

- many sorries if kitschbitch goes on another extended hiatus (hey, what’s new?!)

- many sorries if I write any drivel while drugged up to the eyeballs

kiss kiss!

into hospital for another back operation tomorrow, hoorah! I make the following disclaimer now:

- many sorries if kitschbitch goes on another extended hiatus (hey, what’s new?!)

- many sorries if I write any drivel while drugged up to the eyeballs

kiss kiss!

boom shake the room

so, something reall quite peculiar happened last night. we had an earthquake. yes, it was only a wee diddy one, barely a sneeze by american/worldwide standards – but given that we don’t really ever get earthquakes in these here parts it was really bloody strange. I was in bed, dozing off to sleep, and suddenly the room started trembling and everything started rattling – well, just as you’d expect it to if there was an earth tremor. my first reaction was, “cor, that felt a bit like an earthquake!” – whilst my second was “don’t be bloody stupid, this is manchester, we don’t get bloody earthquakes!” – and so, given that I’d taken one of my bad-ass painkillers a little before I went to bed, I happily told myself I was actually high as a kite and that I’d imagined the whole thing. but, turns out I was wrong, and that the whole of northern england had a little quake. well, fancy that!

boom shake the room

so, something reall quite peculiar happened last night. we had an earthquake. yes, it was only a wee diddy one, barely a sneeze by american/worldwide standards – but given that we don’t really ever get earthquakes in these here parts it was really bloody strange. I was in bed, dozing off to sleep, and suddenly the room started trembling and everything started rattling – well, just as you’d expect it to if there was an earth tremor. my first reaction was, “cor, that felt a bit like an earthquake!” – whilst my second was “don’t be bloody stupid, this is manchester, we don’t get bloody earthquakes!” – and so, given that I’d taken one of my bad-ass painkillers a little before I went to bed, I happily told myself I was actually high as a kite and that I’d imagined the whole thing. but, turns out I was wrong, and that the whole of northern england had a little quake. well, fancy that!