So I came home for the weekend-- more hassle with a coachcard, can you believe it? the national express office closed just as I reached it; the metal window came down. and then a bloke on a bench sitting next to it told me to make a fuss about it because they were in the wrong and told me to "smash the system"-- and it's chilly because the heating's buggered. Er.
And I'm home alone now and I'm thinking, piff, should have stayed where I was if everyone made other plans that they forgot to tell me about... would have saved myself the twenty quid travel at any rate particularly if I'm expected to come down next weekend because I wasn't told what the times were.
Oh, right, yes. So there's a USian friend staying here. It's my mission to attack her with UKian TV shows and the like, basically because I live to infect people, like some sort of media mosquito, only with more whining.
But I was at the bus stop yesterday evening ready to go home and realised that I'd forgotten my DVDs. And as you may know I have no other purpose in life.
So I looked on the freeview+ box to see if that had any Sherlock saved to it... I'd already got her to watch the first episode, and oh my goodness look! Freeview+ has two episodes saved to it which somehow haven't combusted [touch wood], and they are the second and third ones. Hurray!
Except that the second episode recorded is missing the first fifteen minutes.
come on you need those first minutes I know The Blind Banker isn't the favourite episode but damnit that has the bit in the bank and Van Coon and it's also when Dimmock is introduced [even though I know that I am the only person in the world who actually likes him] and anyway if you cut out the first bit of the episode then you're just left with the monologues which are I think what made the episode a bit eh oh hello people in white coats no I don't want to wear that jacket and get in the van thank you very much Well, it's Sod's Law so I've no idea why I'm surprised. May as well just wait for next weekend if I have to be here, even though I think that there are Things Planned For Us To Do such as see the local amateur dramatics pantomime thing. I usually help out with it but missed this year due to being upwards of a hundred kilometres away, and as I had nothing to do with its production I can't say I'm too interested.
Though I keep being told that it's really good this year, so maybe I should take that as a hint, trolol.
isn't my life difficult tho
Ah well.
As I said, it's not like anyone's here at the moment anyway.
I need to update my CV and email somebody about this job. May as well get some work done, too, so that I'm not ranting and raving about it tomorrow.
Where would I be without my ranting and raving, though?
How do you two survive in those temperatures? My lungs started to feel cold after a while. My lungs. The quaint tiger in the window of a flat wasn't quite enough to alleviate that sort of cold. This must be why Scottish people are so angry.
Just eat your own body weight in pasties before you step outside, and the heat from them keeps you internally toasty. It's not generally recognised as a foolproof method but it's what I do.
I hope it doesn't get too warm because I won't have an excuse to wear jumpers and scarves then. Woe is me.
haar I think I know the place where the tiger is. Or one of the places. Maybe it's just the usual thing. How exciting. A bit.
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