Five things make a post
Jul. 6th, 2007 05:00 pmSadly realising how dull I am; the only things that have happened this week I've thought of posting about have been nearly losing my phone in exactly the same manner as last time, although this time I had written down my numbers so I laughed insouciantly instead of panicking, "what is money, after all", I thought, "a mere medium of exchange, surely I need not fret at the spending of a few pounds on a delightful new phone, food is so overrated", and then I found it anyway. So.
- Have bought ticket for Order of the Phoenix in 3D IMAX, which should be freaky.
- Still too wet to mow lawn. Parts of it are a foot high. It's going to look so awful when it does get done, but there are buttercups and clover now, which is nice.
- Thought the new episode of The Thick Of It was excellent and slightly fancy Jamie, this is v. worrying. Not sure if is Scottish accent or prowess at swearing. Although Malcolm has both of those as well. Perhaps is eyebrows. Not that Malcolm does not have eyebrows.
- Found small bars of Bournville for presents- quite hard to do these days, they seem to assume that anyone who likes dark chocolate must be happy to get it in vast slabs. (I myself, of course, have tastebuds so rarefied and haughty that nothing so bland as Cadbury's would ever cross my lips, [1] and have emergency stashes of Green & Blacks in all environments where lack of chocolate might conceivably threaten to become a problem. But Bournville is called for, and I have been victorious. Hooray.)
[1]*hastily crumples empty bag of Buttons*
- Have bought ticket for Order of the Phoenix in 3D IMAX, which should be freaky.
- Still too wet to mow lawn. Parts of it are a foot high. It's going to look so awful when it does get done, but there are buttercups and clover now, which is nice.
- Thought the new episode of The Thick Of It was excellent and slightly fancy Jamie, this is v. worrying. Not sure if is Scottish accent or prowess at swearing. Although Malcolm has both of those as well. Perhaps is eyebrows. Not that Malcolm does not have eyebrows.
- Found small bars of Bournville for presents- quite hard to do these days, they seem to assume that anyone who likes dark chocolate must be happy to get it in vast slabs. (I myself, of course, have tastebuds so rarefied and haughty that nothing so bland as Cadbury's would ever cross my lips, [1] and have emergency stashes of Green & Blacks in all environments where lack of chocolate might conceivably threaten to become a problem. But Bournville is called for, and I have been victorious. Hooray.)
[1]*hastily crumples empty bag of Buttons*