Dear Johnney,
I regret that your application for the post of Shepherd has not been successful on this occasion. I wish you every success in your future career.
Man, recurring dreams are weird. You got wolves, I got the Welsh. It’s just not fair.
You got chased by the welsh?!?
kate you are FAR from being the only person you knew who wasn’t crushing on him! i am only crushing on irl people these days, it seems.
DO NOT BRING UP THE WELSH DREAM.
Ha ha, I just checked the Shimura Curves email and there was a physicist from Stanford asking for the lyrics to “I’m Not Afraid”! Awesome! (Now I really hope all the physics is correct. But honestly, who really knows what happens to the GUT in a black hole? Apart from Time Lords, natch, as they invented them.)
I wrote a song about non-Euclidean geometry last night, because I had to explain to my mum about Great Circles and how the shortest path between two points on a globe is *not* a straight line. (And wondering what would happen about travel within a 4-dimensional curved surface, such as the post-Einsteinian universe... hrmmm.)
Crushing on irl people is far more hazardous. A lot less tears will fall if you crush on people who are either a) fictional or b) dead.
yeh jb but it’s also a bit pointless!
JB is OTM. IRL boys are bad. I no longer wish to crush on them. Fictional boys are best.
What, and crushing on irl people DOES have a point? (okay, it’s more likely to, but lets face it, it usually doesn’t)
I mean, talk about pointless?
It’s not like the IRL ones ever go anywhere anyway. :-(
Anyway, who cares. La la la la, I’m not afraid of the family Slitheen. Sycorax, Cybermen, or even Dalek Queens. My new ambition is to be the new Delia Derbyshire. I’ve got to get a theremin. If I hadn’t spent all my money over Xmas, I might go and get a kit.
but at least you can SEE them and TALK TO them and get that omgwtfwheredidmykneesgo feeling when they walk in the room.
xpost
mine never go anywhere but that is because i am RUB. hm, perhaps i have found a new year’s resolution!
Did you ever hear “White Noise” the first island album Kate?
One of my new years resolutions was renewing my vow of celibacy. So I can’t be bothered with any of that. Oh, and losing two stone and learning to play the fiddle. But whatever.
What’s Gareth Edwards doing on this thread? Taking it literally—I’m not sure what he’s doing in the photo. He’s looking down as if he is about to chip and chase, but his leg doesn’t seem to be ready to kick. If he’s in the act of passing to the fly half why is he looking down? And if he is about to run, you’d expect him to be looking foward. Anyway....
...I, or my accurately my ribs, made it thru my boxing day match unscathed apart from being totally knackered. I was planning to play a half only, but we only had 15 turn up, so had to do the whole game.
That’s getting very close to footie talk, Dr. C and you know that’s banned! Glad your ribs survived such a workout, tho.
I’m finally getting around to watching Babylon 5 again, too. I can’t belive I’ve had the first series for over a year, but never had the time to watch it. It’s so intimidatingly long—not like short British serieses. But that’s good, I suppose.
Oooh, I’m gonna learn to play violin! My new housemate’s GF plays and said she’ll teach me and I can pick up a bargain basement learn-to-play one for £50. Rest of house less happy with the news I’ll be learning to play violin, for obvious reasons.
Irl people are for chasing not crushing. Perhaps I should get a job at france24?
yebbut teh chasing is what i am rubbeesh at. hence nyr. i am going to get an book How To Talk To Boyz
xpost—I’ve given up on footie really. Although I may take the field if there was ever another ILX match. I still have fond memories of getting thumped 7–0 by Sinistah. We was robbed.
Kate—I have the Jazzmaster!! OMFG, aren’t they great!! The vast array of sounds you can get is just amazing from crazy garage-surf to wall-of-shoegaze noize. I love love love it, and now I want a JAGUAR!!
I think it’s safe to say on available evidence that RL crushes can be between the two extremes. Usually oscillating wildly :(
There is no point in chasing. There is no point in not chasing.
Aah, yes, I went through that stage with the Jazzy when I first got it. But then all the switches broke and now it’s stuck in the one sound. :-(
I’ve never figured out how to dance with someone. Though in fairness the sentence could probably end after ‘dance’.
Gareth is showing us how during the 1970s rugby balls were made of varnished wood.
Oh, I forgot to ask. Did anyone tape/download/whatever the Xmas special? As I did not go to Herts, I did not get to see it.
Dance—to flail one’s limbs around like a maniac or to do whatever the caller tells you to do, dead simple.
I’ll download it for you.
Yes, and it will go into that folder with all of Torchwood that you never ever burn for me. :-(
xpost CJ ha—yes! And the Pontypool front-row was made of varnished wood too.
Come round my house and make me do it or ring me whilst I am in and make me do it, I am a forgetful fool.
I was considering buying it because my mum thought Captain Jack was handsome, (she nearly died when he and Ecclescake kissed—guess she is related to me) but thought better of buying something sight unseen if I did not know the quality.
“Gosh, I never knew No.8 was a monotreme!”
Up and Under, here we go
Are you ready, yes or no?
Up and Under, here we go
It’s the song of the Pontypool Front Row.
Ah, Max Boyce.
i want to make some MISCHIEF, what can i do?
More Max :
“It’s hard, duw, it’s hard,
Harder than they’ll ever know,
If ham was underground,
Would it be 12p a pound?
And the pithead bath’s a supermarket now.”
What’s a monotreme?
Mischief is bad. Resist the urge. It’s all fun and games until someone gets their eye poked out.
Monotreme = a mammal that lays eggs eg a platypus.
Duw it’s hard is a tear-jerker.
I took my helmet home with me, filled it full of earth
Planted little flowers there, and they grew for all they’re worth.
It’s hanging in the glass house now, a living memory
Reminding me they could have grown in vases over me
EBONY BONES are playin tonight @ windmill. i am not going bc i have to pick up veggies in hackney by 8.30, but they are playing approx 34875926 times in the next 2 months anyway.
Stop, CJ, stop! I’m fillin’ up, mun.
i want to make some MISCHIEF, what can i do?
Run up to boys, pull their pigtails and run away again.
Trying to find new wallpaper for the home ‘puter.
Damn, I wish this work ‘puter would do wallpaper. :-(
Good mischief doesn’t result in eyes being poked out, just confusion leading to hilarious consequences. Why don’t you re-arrange some furniture? Or showing frogs to scared boys?
xxx-post Kate—what switches are busted on Jazzy?
The important one that switches between the knobs and the dials.
:-(
Mischief is the spice of life. Start telling a selection of Pete lies. Did you know that the Pope is not the head of state of The Vatican?
Torchwood = like the X-Files from the other side, where the impressive trenchcoated and torchlighted heroes are the men (and women) in black whose job it is to cover up all the mysteries. Sadly not as good as Men In Black. Also a study of sexual mores in Binge Britain, and of how interoffice tensions work them selves out in a no-oversight “we are the law” setting (these two observations nicked from mark s, but steal from the best). Lots of boy on boy and girl on girl action, if that’s what your mother likes. Captain Jack is the leader—he’s not very good at it, but it does mean that he’s less Jackish than in the main series.
Prepositions, Ed, they could save your life! ‘Dance with’ as in ‘adjacent to, and ideally eventually overlapping’. It seems a standard tool in the modern bachelor’s repetoire, but I’ve rarely even noticed the opportunity until afterwards.
The rhythm switch in this picture:
Jean-Luc Pick-Guard?
xpost—yikes. Is it stuck on riddim circuit? Should be possible to fix tho.
No Star Trek on this thread. Only Dr. Who and Babylon 5.
Q: How many Vorlons does it take to change a lightbulb?
A: PERHAPSSSSSS....
x-post I could probably be able to fix it if I got a new switch thing. It has snapped off.
You can mend just about anything with superglue!
Not guitars. I’m pretty good with a soldering iron on my pedals, but bad things tend to happen when I take my guitars to pieces...
...I could rule the universe if I had a Sonic Soldering Iron.
Run up to boys, pull their pigtails and run away again.
this is v appealing to me. but would it be appealing to said boys? unfortunately i have no frogs.
...or a Sonic Smouldering Iron.
Dancing without injury to myself or others is not something in my reportoire. I was so bruised after the cut a shine solstice do. I’d like to think I was set upon by dykes but I believe it was all self inflicted.
Emsk, you will never know until you try.
Actually, I think I tripped over you at Cut A Shine solstice which may account for some of the bruising. I do apologise, I blame the alkyhell.
If you find a boy with pigtails to pull, please to let me know. Especially if freckles are involved. I would like to... err, watch.
?!?
Freckles are cute. As are pigtails.
Oh, never mind, the universal translator is playing up again and I am making no sense.
ahahahaha! yep i know your freckles/pigtails wuv. i dunno if i want to be um er a voyee tho, even if it is just um er pigtail-pulling.
:-(
ANYWAY ANYWAY, the one i am thinking of you would not think he was cuet.
or the other one.
I am having post-lunch slump and am doing a sad.
Kate and emsk love asterix.
I dunno about girls in pigtails. I think the jury is still out on that one.
ASTERIX! Thank you. For some reason I thought Brian Blessed had pig tails in Flash Gordon, but I may have been thinking Asterix.
I have a friend who goes *very* melty if her pigtails are pulled.
J Depp in Pirates Of The Whatsit: The Thingy Of Someone-Or-Other has a pigtailed beard, of course.
*bouncebouncebounce*
also i just got love kraft in fopp for 3 squids. and the b-52s. hurrah!
ed, do you know yet if there will be anything going on on the w/e of feb 25th? or is that what the meeting on sunday is for?
haha jb i cannot believe you aren’t sure about pigtails, with your love of teh twee indiegurls!
Girls in pigtails are so cuet. At least, people used to tell me so when I still wore my hair thusly. Once upon a time.
OMG my office crush has just walked in!
SHe’s wearing groovy flares!
And she’s got pigtails! She’s soooo hott!
She’s gone over to Finance!
Eeeep, what do I do?
I must try to stop flinging my head round. It’s the least subtle glance ever.
Learn accounting. Now.
hm now i am considering pigtails which i have not done for about three or four years! if i do that to my hair they each curl up at the end a bit like pippi longstocking.
Emsk, do you like your hair in pigtails? If so, i reckon go 4 it.
Grrr, stupid co-worker asked me how to do a pivotTable and while I was doing that, officecrush disappeared. Damn, I’m gonna have to track her down.
I am now imagining you prowling thru the office in the tiger costume...
Argh, I have now finished Giant Johnny, as the owner was coming and hovering over my shoulder. The reason it was not done on the 1st of the month is... THAT WAS A PUBLIC HOLIDAY!!!
Anyway, it is done now. Phew.
Tomorrow starts month end and year end and I’m scared.
I scrolled up to see pics of Romana to comfort me from my dematerializing crush, and lo and behold she’s gone from the top of the screen! Now I truly do know what it’s like to walk in Kate’s shoes . . . xpost
Maybe that’s what’s needed. Less twee self-examination, more stoaty musky foxy tiger prowling.
Emsk, do you like your hair in pigtails?
yeh, quite. i used to do it most often when it looked like shit and there was no time for a shower. once or twice for going dancing but dancing is rubbish without loads of hair to throw around if you’re used to having loads of hair to throw around. maybe i will experiment tonight.
Hello all! Nearly at the end of holiday visit to Mpls. Last night interviewed new congressman at his sendoff in engineers’ union hall which had a classic-design logo inlay in the tiles which Ed would find cool. Tons of media from all over the world, not just yr. usual local schlubbs.
You’ve got a report called Giant Johnny? My reputation etc . . .
(The company owner’s name is Johnny.)
Waaaah! Nobody is saying hello!
Kate, glad no war fought with yr mum. I’m almost out of the woods here, too.
(I’m just saying)
Hello Suzy!!!!
When do you get home?
It feels a bit weird to be in my flat by myself at the moment, but kinda nice after living on top of someone for weeks. I expect I shall miss her when I go home and the flat is all cold and empty.
Hiya Suzy!
hehe, that picture of Red Fraggle = me when I was at university (except I was without tail and I did tend to wear clothing below my waist)
omg red! she was my fave fraggle.
and
HELLO, SUZY!
Hello, Emsk! Hello, Kate, Hello, YMOF! Hello, birds, hello trees!
Flying back tomorrow, arriving home Friday morning. Ridiculous transfer at Houston Bush International and thus longer travel times which means possible incidence of old crankypaws but at least walk home with suitcase from station is about 200m.
Annoyed about half a stone weight gain, wish I could leave it here in the land of sky-blue waters (filled with bovine growth hormone). I blame cheese, potatoes, microwaves and ridiculous US-only cravings. Steam room, am coming to get you...
I just gave in to a chocolate bar. Soon the Xmas chocolate box at work will be empty, and then no more chocolate. Honest.
I’m feeling down again. I don’t know if this is being back at work, or being back on the interweb.
I’m contemplating Cybersuicide—or, if there’s a better word for just deleting your MySpace account, your Flickr, your blog, etc.
And now fucking MySpace are trying to block my uploading “I’m Not Afraid” claiming that the “copyright holder” has objected.
Excuse me, but I *AM* the copyright holder and I’m not objecting to a damn thing.
yes well, I have been having a lot of trouble with myspace recently. It quite often comes up with “this profile has been deleted” when in fact it hasn’t and clicking on the image takes you through to the profile concerned.
Now it’s telling me that I never uploaded an MP3. Which I’ve done again. And I’ve sent an email to tech support, but god knows when that will even be read... when I first uploaded it, I uploaded an image that was copyrighted (I didn’t realise)—but it told me so, and I changed the image for it. But now it’s saying that the entire thing is copyrighted to someone else! WTF?
here it is:
Ooh, that does look interesting indeed. We are due for another Kent walk soon, aren’t we?
Looks like there is a good walk taking in the scuplture wood there. Trains on sundays 2 minutes past the hour, 1 hr19 minutes from London Bridge. Damn I wish I didn’t have this meeting this Sunday.
Oh I can’t stay here any longer. I’ve nothing to do. Bah. Going home.
Oh, sandbox, I will miss you.
Monday morning. 10:22am. Back in the sandbox. We must remain strong.
At work, still fluey. No internet at work, which means no work as our rdc servers are at a remote location. I have comprehnsively beat the computer 63–1 at reversi.
Whoa, what happened? I go offline for a few days, and nuclear meltdown? Hah, at least no one can say it’s my fault this time.
Bah, instead of getting to enjoy my long weekend, I came down with the EXTREME DEATH LURGY FLU so I’ve spent the weekend in bed. Was just dragging myself into work, when I get a message from my boss saying “there is no power—work from home if you can” I told her I probably couldn’t, but to let me know when it was back up. NOT UNTIL 8PM TONIGHT!!! yay, unexpected day off.
Anyway, I’ve been productive while ill. I put up shelves. I bought the Tiffany elephant lamp and a little antique table to put it on. (I did this while still in the happy floating stages of illness.) so my flat looks gorgeous. I have less CDs than I thought I did. I bought a 750 CD rack, only to find out that I only have 500 CDs. Must buy 200 more! Hurrah!
Actually managed to do a lot of mixing and even a little recording. (This is hard with the lurgy so you have to fill yourself full of lemsip and sing one line at a time.) It makes my voice sound really wispy and etherial girl. I like it.
Aw, wtf with the winter sickness everyone has to keep getting and getting? Yay for extra day off tho!
ha, I also have extreme death lurgy. Well, an upset stomach at any rate.