The colleagues are nowhere to be found. In the orifice there is me, me and oh, yes, me - which is probably a good job incidentally, as I spilled water down my cleavage (it was an accident, honest, the guys in the orifice are not good looking enough to try that flirting technique) and adjusted my bra without a care.
I can, however, have a sensible conversation for a change. And by sensible, I mean a convo about fandoms and squeeage and ships , oh my!
So here I am, talking (to myself) about Stargate and Sam&Cam and NCIS and the like... *argues with self over favourite fandom*
My friend asked me no so long ago, if I could only ever have ONE fandom (all seasons) boxset, which would I have? Stargate Atlantis or NCIS? She wont let me choose certain seasons and combine to make a multi-fandom boxset - how rude - and wont let me include SG1 so I still havent chosen. How can I choose?
Am happy Ben Kinsella's killers have been
sentenced to life in prison, even though life in the country never really ever means life. Stupid British legal system, and civil liberties and whatnot.