I have pens, and as I told Winston (who I'm indebted to about the pens), I have socks to last me through nuclear winter. I also have Oral-B toothpaste, Simple, the shower gel I like and shoehorns. I should have bought clips - I'll probably angle to get them from the place at Shaw Towers tomorrow. Need to go to B.S Moey.
Apace I tell you.
Props to Golden-Haired Sammy.
I suppose I'm just ignoring the student issue now. It'll be amusing if my peers suddenly bother. ie the ones that don't already. It's surprising to me that all these things are coming back so instinctively. I still haven't sent off the postcards, and I think tomorrow should be my Queensway day. I should also remember about the shower gel and simple.
I suppose it's dawning on me that RSS is for people with a lot of time on their hands (actually, some time ago). But it's nice to have rediscovered VTV and EZTV feeds. If you just search for VTV RSS, you're going to find what you're looking for. And now I can even use the UKNova feed to parse if I really wanted to. Burn baby burn.
I wonder if this is why I actually have some semblance of a play now.
While I'm sitting here thinking about my sexual comedy, I can't get Omaha out of my head - somewhere in middle america. It's a pity that that album is such an acme of mawkish. And that is signals such a particularness. So no, apparently I don't write any differently after months away.
Did you turn the lights off?
Yes.
Really?
Yes.
When, just now?
Yes.
So I should go and turn it off now?
No.
(Goes off, light switch sounds)
So do you want to go out?
Maybe.
Yes or no?
Uh.
So where?
Can we
No.
But
No.
What about?
No.
Have you?
Yes. So should I get ready?
Up to you.
I really do like that episode of Scrubs. (which that dialog had absolutely nothing to do with, except in the most allusive of ways, and proximity)
It's probably past time that I put up a more recent draft. The stated intention being that this will be more or less what is to be sent out. Gah.
