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lprovenOMG. Looks like I am actually going after all. It's a little provisional but I think I have secured both ticket and accomodation.
Yay!
Meanwhile, in la vie quotidienne...
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suaveswede has gone home, this morning. I've not heard back so I assume he made his plane OK. It's been a fun week. I was at the GBBF Weds, Thurs and Sat. I am now rather looking forward to not drinking for a week or so. Next up, the great wedding of pmcmurray and Julie, next weekend. I think I am over my gamophobia now, or at least the worst of it. I survived 2 of technofairy's 3 with no problems, and of course drflickta's last year, notwithstanding my intensely regrettable LJ post shortly thereafter.
My seamonkeys are thriving. Their water is turning an intense green, so some of the algae survived and are prospering, either from the murky fishtank in the back garden or from the few decilitres I snatched from the sea at Hastings the day of Stage 1 of le Tour. I am starting to spot adult males now so I'm hoping for breeding soon.
Aside from the looming expense of Bradford, I also need a new garage door. Mine has finally given up and died now. Recommendations sought!
Spent all of yesterday entirely dressed in white, which felt a little odd. I have become the anti-Liam. I am expecting some ribbing over this.
Went to Forbidding Prices with Anders and was rather surprised, repeatedly. For one, at the fetishistic plastic model anime girlies. For another, at the fact that they have no Lexx stuff whatsoever, which is what he was primarily after. Again at him buying a Jasper Fforde novel. (I read one; never again.) And finally, at the genre shelves labelled with a sub-genre that is new to me: "MACHO GUYS WITH GUNS". Alas none of my sample set of books inspected actually described themselves in these words on the indicia. Shame.
Then off to the tail end of the Festival, to spend Anders' remaining beer tokens. Which was pleasant. And free. Except that beer tokens don't work on the Bieres sans Frontieres stall. Alas!
Then he went to the staff afterparty, 'cos it was free, which is fair enough, and I went to see the Simpsons movie, which was excellent fun. A genuine laugh a minute. As often seems to be the case when I watch the Simpsons in public, I seem to get more of the profusion of gags than many of those around me. It is stuffed to bursting point with them. Very impressive.
Then a last-minute dash down to the Sultan, which now, I discover, is open until midnight, at least on this particular Saturday night. Worth knowing. I sat alone with a Summer Lightning and finished Dan Simmons' Lovedeath. Wonderful book. (Makes me want to go and read more Wilfred Owen, a poet I've not read in 25y. And maybe explore some Sassoon, too.) I have read some claims recently that Simmons has jumped the shark; certainly, while I found Ilium and Olympos interesting, I had to work at them a little, which I haven't had to with his stuff previously.
Yay!
Meanwhile, in la vie quotidienne...
suaveswede has gone home, this morning. I've not heard back so I assume he made his plane OK. It's been a fun week. I was at the GBBF Weds, Thurs and Sat. I am now rather looking forward to not drinking for a week or so. Next up, the great wedding of pmcmurray and Julie, next weekend. I think I am over my gamophobia now, or at least the worst of it. I survived 2 of technofairy's 3 with no problems, and of course drflickta's last year, notwithstanding my intensely regrettable LJ post shortly thereafter. My seamonkeys are thriving. Their water is turning an intense green, so some of the algae survived and are prospering, either from the murky fishtank in the back garden or from the few decilitres I snatched from the sea at Hastings the day of Stage 1 of le Tour. I am starting to spot adult males now so I'm hoping for breeding soon.
Aside from the looming expense of Bradford, I also need a new garage door. Mine has finally given up and died now. Recommendations sought!
Spent all of yesterday entirely dressed in white, which felt a little odd. I have become the anti-Liam. I am expecting some ribbing over this.
Went to Forbidding Prices with Anders and was rather surprised, repeatedly. For one, at the fetishistic plastic model anime girlies. For another, at the fact that they have no Lexx stuff whatsoever, which is what he was primarily after. Again at him buying a Jasper Fforde novel. (I read one; never again.) And finally, at the genre shelves labelled with a sub-genre that is new to me: "MACHO GUYS WITH GUNS". Alas none of my sample set of books inspected actually described themselves in these words on the indicia. Shame.
Then off to the tail end of the Festival, to spend Anders' remaining beer tokens. Which was pleasant. And free. Except that beer tokens don't work on the Bieres sans Frontieres stall. Alas!
Then he went to the staff afterparty, 'cos it was free, which is fair enough, and I went to see the Simpsons movie, which was excellent fun. A genuine laugh a minute. As often seems to be the case when I watch the Simpsons in public, I seem to get more of the profusion of gags than many of those around me. It is stuffed to bursting point with them. Very impressive.
Then a last-minute dash down to the Sultan, which now, I discover, is open until midnight, at least on this particular Saturday night. Worth knowing. I sat alone with a Summer Lightning and finished Dan Simmons' Lovedeath. Wonderful book. (Makes me want to go and read more Wilfred Owen, a poet I've not read in 25y. And maybe explore some Sassoon, too.) I have read some claims recently that Simmons has jumped the shark; certainly, while I found Ilium and Olympos interesting, I had to work at them a little, which I haven't had to with his stuff previously.
