Hello 
I'm Siobhan Curran/Kisa Naumova, and this is my weblog. I tend to write about stuff like crossdressing, Macs, code, cats, wine and Second Life, but in general it's just an ongoing conversation about all sorts of stuff. If you'd like to know a little bit more about what this all is, I recommend starting on this page which has a little bit of info on who I am, and what I'm trying to do — or you could dive into my five years worth of archives if you like.
Otherwise, feel free to close this box and explore...
Blow Out
I'm not having much luck with tyres at the moment
Serena Mayfly
Yes 
I mean, it's not like my car isn't embarassing enough what with its dents, its hanging-on-with-gaffer-tape wingmirrors, its paintwork mud...
Sock Snap
soz about ya tyre but i do love the design of this site so that may cheer ya up (:
Indeed it does 
And can I just take a few moments to admire your domain name...
Serenity
God, I'm tired. One day back at work and I'm already longing for the next break. That said, I seem to be in a rather good mood.
Partly because of not being able to cane it on the way home (because of the stupid 'space-saving' spare tyre), and partly because of a warm, fuzzy sense of lovliness (which I might explain sometime), I wove my way through the Yorkshire moors at a leisurely pace, totally not getting stressed out about the lorries, trucks, tractors and old women that seemed to be hell-bent on making me take forever to get home.
This mood of calm, however, was shattered immediately I got through the door, read what Miss K 
was writing about today, and realised that because I'm going with her to the Second Life UK Meet-up on Saturday, I'm going to miss the werewolf episode of Doctor Who.
Hurrah for PVRs. That's all I can take solace in.
Daring Fireball: Initiative
See, I was thinking earlier, when I first saw this, "Wouldn't it be cool if I could spend my whole life blogging — every minute of the day writing about things as I see fit, and not worrying about other things?"
And then I thought "Shit, yeah. That's what I do already. Except I don't get paid for it"
No matter — I just bought myself a t-shirt that says "Your PC is a POS" 
(If only he sold girls' sizes...)
Currantly
I hate copying people. Really, I hate it. I know that some people seem to spend their lives copying me, and, well, fair play to them.
But when I do it, it sucks.
The thing is though, a couple of weekends ago, I found myself in a bar in London with Miss K and April 
, and I had an overwhelming desire to take a photograph with my phone, and send it straight to Flickr with the title "I am here"
But, of course, that's K's thing. So I couldn't. I showed her the photograph and the title, and she promptly added the words "you" and "cock" to the end of it and hit the 'send' button.
(Hence this)
But, as April pointed out, I could use some kind of cunning word-play on my name, and do the same thing. So expect more of these, similarly titled.
Obviously, I'm not actually currently there. But I was, a while ago. Currently, I'm lying in bed remembering being in absolute stitches at things that were being said.
But my PC isn't a Point Of Sale. Except for eBay, I suppose.
And you've got one of those dinky spare wheels to make your car look embarrassingly uncoordinated.