I am revived!

14 hours (with breaks) of sleep under serious chemical knock-out cold meds for night-time have done it: I am revived, and fit to go to work!

Will take all tags now, answer all kind comments, take serious chemical dope-up cold meds for daytime and then get myself to the slavery; and when I'm back from there, I'll finally do the association meme. Debi gave me five words days ago...

Goth compartment

In the train home from my slavery today, I was in the Purple Goth Compartment. Well, compartment may be a bit much, it's a group of four seats, facing each other two by two.

One gothy young woman got on when I did, in the Miserable Village; we gave each other a nod of 'Hey, same subculture' and kept gazing out into the wintery sun over blindding white snow that aimed to reduce vampires like us to ashes. Two or three stations later, another woman who was between us age-wise got on as well; she looked mundane enough at first sight, but the sunlight revealed her hair to be dyed a deep rich aubergine.

Between us, we had:

• three heads of purplish hair, one mid-lenght, bleached, and then dyed lilac, one short and bright reddish purple, one longish and dyed deep aubergine
• two pierced nostrils
• two black leather jackets
• two pairs of weapon-grade boots for trampling the enemy underfoot
• about a dozen holes in the ears
• one long black leather coat
• one mp3 player currently playing Within Temptation and Blind Guardian
• one warm purple sweater
• one battle-axe pendant

But none of us crumbled in the sunlight.-