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susie_floFirst of all... Happy Brthday to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
childeric! (I hope your party is fabulous and goes with a languid and thoroughly debauched Wildean swing).
I'm rather pathetically staying in tonight after a day of aimless domestic bimbling. Mostly this has involved me wandering around the flat singing a made-up Flufflepuff House Song to Jess, to the tune of the Spiderman theme. (It's really for the best that I don't get out much)
While on domestic matters, G and I have noted that our new coffee machine is turning out to be extremely bossy. I'm also starting to suspect it of trade union membership. On a regular basis it refuses to make coffee until we have met a lengthy series of demands that come up on its LCD display. G tried to trick it the other day when it ordered him to empty the overflow tray and he was in a hurry for coffee... he pulled out the tray and put it straight back in again, and the LCD came up with "are you sure you've emptied the overflow tray?" (scary... I need to find Linda Hamilton and tell her not to bother with Dyson, it's Mr Krups she needs to take out.)
This weekend I'm doing a bit of light knutting, using this vintage pattern for a slightly deranged-looking kitten...
While on the topic of knitting... I do wonder why so many people choose to model their precious hand-made items on pets? What possesses them, after months knitting a beautiful cashmere lace shawl, to wash it and block it into a thing of beauty ...and then photograph it wrapped around a mangy looking terrier? So now it is covered in hair and smells of dog?? Bear in mind this is coming from someone who *adores* pets and will happily smother Jess in kisses on her fluffy lil head, but even I wouldn't fancy presenting someone with a garment pre-coated in cat hair. 'Tis very odd behaviour indeed.
So... although I shunned the last week of Sleb BB, I was rather amused to pop in last night and see Vince (the lovechild of Frank Butcher and the Hoffmeister bear) getting knocked down a few pegs into third place. He was most peeved about it too. I also watched Bubba on 8 Out of 10 Cats and am delighted to report no loss of insanity. Of course, now it's over I never want to see any of them on screen ever again. (With the exception of Jonas - in small doses when my weary eyeballs need something Swedish and pretty in front of them.)
FInally - on a completely unrelated matter, I have a quick freebie to offer... Do any of you read comics? If so - are you reading the series Y the Last Man? I have a copy of volume 10: Whys and Wherefores going free to a good home. (I accidentally bought G a superfluous copy - let me know if you want it)
childeric! (I hope your party is fabulous and goes with a languid and thoroughly debauched Wildean swing).I'm rather pathetically staying in tonight after a day of aimless domestic bimbling. Mostly this has involved me wandering around the flat singing a made-up Flufflepuff House Song to Jess, to the tune of the Spiderman theme. (It's really for the best that I don't get out much)
While on domestic matters, G and I have noted that our new coffee machine is turning out to be extremely bossy. I'm also starting to suspect it of trade union membership. On a regular basis it refuses to make coffee until we have met a lengthy series of demands that come up on its LCD display. G tried to trick it the other day when it ordered him to empty the overflow tray and he was in a hurry for coffee... he pulled out the tray and put it straight back in again, and the LCD came up with "are you sure you've emptied the overflow tray?" (scary... I need to find Linda Hamilton and tell her not to bother with Dyson, it's Mr Krups she needs to take out.)
This weekend I'm doing a bit of light knutting, using this vintage pattern for a slightly deranged-looking kitten...
While on the topic of knitting... I do wonder why so many people choose to model their precious hand-made items on pets? What possesses them, after months knitting a beautiful cashmere lace shawl, to wash it and block it into a thing of beauty ...and then photograph it wrapped around a mangy looking terrier? So now it is covered in hair and smells of dog?? Bear in mind this is coming from someone who *adores* pets and will happily smother Jess in kisses on her fluffy lil head, but even I wouldn't fancy presenting someone with a garment pre-coated in cat hair. 'Tis very odd behaviour indeed.
So... although I shunned the last week of Sleb BB, I was rather amused to pop in last night and see Vince (the lovechild of Frank Butcher and the Hoffmeister bear) getting knocked down a few pegs into third place. He was most peeved about it too. I also watched Bubba on 8 Out of 10 Cats and am delighted to report no loss of insanity. Of course, now it's over I never want to see any of them on screen ever again. (With the exception of Jonas - in small doses when my weary eyeballs need something Swedish and pretty in front of them.)
FInally - on a completely unrelated matter, I have a quick freebie to offer... Do any of you read comics? If so - are you reading the series Y the Last Man? I have a copy of volume 10: Whys and Wherefores going free to a good home. (I accidentally bought G a superfluous copy - let me know if you want it)
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Date: 2010-01-30 07:01 pm (UTC)I remember a time years ago when G and I set the PC in the living room to remind us, verbally, when a programme we wanted to watch on TV was due to start. It totally freaked my sister out one day when we'd been sitting with hours of silence until a disembodied male voice suddenly piped up wth "Doctor Who will start in 5 minutes"