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Apr. 13th, 2009 08:34 pmPublic Service Announcement: the phone is all fine. Hoo and indeed rah.
Today I went into Liverpool with Iona in which we probably scared the living daylights out of several poor humans, who may not have wished to know our thoughts on alternative Doctor Who plots ( spoilers ) We also dissected Stargate, Star Trek, and a multitude of other geeky things, as well as our usual meanderings over life, the universe and everything.
We have also officially formed the Circus Of The Fail Armada. Reasonably intelligent person? Can't get a job? Have absolutely not useful skills for a circus? Then come along! I will be the trapeze artist with no acrobatic skills and a mild fear of heights, for example. We're currently particularly looking to hire someone to look after the lions, prferably someone with a cat allergy.
There will be camels. And a freak show. It's been decided.
(This is why it really annoys me that I don't get to see Iona as often as I want, although possibly for the sanity of the world it is a good thing that perhaps we don't.)
I'm off back to St Andrews tomorrow, something that I am mildly relieved about as things are mad here. A case in point: I have been back in Ormskirk for seven days, now. In this time my sister has been out drinking several times, worked in a nursery, worked in a chippy, and stayed out all night so presumably had sex. She has had her first shower today. Whilst I am overjoyed about this as the smell was getting quite frankly overpowering, I feel it says all that needs to be said about my sister.
Anyway, St Andrews tomorrow. Still not packed but have quite concrete plans to take back less than I came with... unless I'm up early enough to raid the fridge, that is. I do believe there's a whole block of cheese and possibly some butter and eggs in there with my name on them.
(Yes, I steal protein from my family. What can I say, I like cheese.)
Today I went into Liverpool with Iona in which we probably scared the living daylights out of several poor humans, who may not have wished to know our thoughts on alternative Doctor Who plots ( spoilers ) We also dissected Stargate, Star Trek, and a multitude of other geeky things, as well as our usual meanderings over life, the universe and everything.
We have also officially formed the Circus Of The Fail Armada. Reasonably intelligent person? Can't get a job? Have absolutely not useful skills for a circus? Then come along! I will be the trapeze artist with no acrobatic skills and a mild fear of heights, for example. We're currently particularly looking to hire someone to look after the lions, prferably someone with a cat allergy.
There will be camels. And a freak show. It's been decided.
(This is why it really annoys me that I don't get to see Iona as often as I want, although possibly for the sanity of the world it is a good thing that perhaps we don't.)
I'm off back to St Andrews tomorrow, something that I am mildly relieved about as things are mad here. A case in point: I have been back in Ormskirk for seven days, now. In this time my sister has been out drinking several times, worked in a nursery, worked in a chippy, and stayed out all night so presumably had sex. She has had her first shower today. Whilst I am overjoyed about this as the smell was getting quite frankly overpowering, I feel it says all that needs to be said about my sister.
Anyway, St Andrews tomorrow. Still not packed but have quite concrete plans to take back less than I came with... unless I'm up early enough to raid the fridge, that is. I do believe there's a whole block of cheese and possibly some butter and eggs in there with my name on them.
(Yes, I steal protein from my family. What can I say, I like cheese.)
