No volcanoes neccesary here, luckily...
So, last week frith_in_thorns and I were in between episodes of BSG (BEST SHOW EVERYONE SEE IT)...
Frith: Can I ask you what may be a silly question?
Frith: Are we in a relationship?
Me: Um. I don’t know. Probably?
Frith: Because I’ve been wondering for a while if we are or not.
Me: Yeah, same. Are we?
Upshot is, as of then, we actually ‘properly’ are. Which announcement has been greeted alternately with hysterical laughter (Z. - at least, I assume she laughed hysterically, capslock FINALLY was her actual response) and confusion (TolkSoc, various) on the assumption that we’d been dating this last year or so.
So! There’s your memo.
We went to The Mechanisms ‘Steampunk Soiree’ on Saturday, where that band of immortal space pirates debuted their latest show Ulysses Dies At Dawn. I am going to do a proper write-up of the gig tomorrow, because the Mechs are awesome and everyone should see them and be transported with rapture and give them money. They exceeded their initial Indiegogo fundraiser for this album ridiculously quickly after the show. Which is awesome.
I would, in addition, post a picture of my nails, which were gorgeous and lovely and painted in alternating shades of sparkly sea-blue and matt pink. I have been meaning to do this all week. But alas, I unthinking painted over them with slightly-less-interesting purple not fifteen minutes ago. You will all just have to imagine their awesome beauty instead. (Frith chose the polishes, gauging my taste with the criteria: What would appeal to a seven-year-old? Since she chose impeccably, I can’t object too much at being maligned.)
(The 'awesome things' tag refers to Frith and not my nails. She is mocking me in the background as I type this.)
Frith: Can I ask you what may be a silly question?
Frith: Are we in a relationship?
Me: Um. I don’t know. Probably?
Frith: Because I’ve been wondering for a while if we are or not.
Me: Yeah, same. Are we?
Upshot is, as of then, we actually ‘properly’ are. Which announcement has been greeted alternately with hysterical laughter (Z. - at least, I assume she laughed hysterically, capslock FINALLY was her actual response) and confusion (TolkSoc, various) on the assumption that we’d been dating this last year or so.
So! There’s your memo.
We went to The Mechanisms ‘Steampunk Soiree’ on Saturday, where that band of immortal space pirates debuted their latest show Ulysses Dies At Dawn. I am going to do a proper write-up of the gig tomorrow, because the Mechs are awesome and everyone should see them and be transported with rapture and give them money. They exceeded their initial Indiegogo fundraiser for this album ridiculously quickly after the show. Which is awesome.
I would, in addition, post a picture of my nails, which were gorgeous and lovely and painted in alternating shades of sparkly sea-blue and matt pink. I have been meaning to do this all week. But alas, I unthinking painted over them with slightly-less-interesting purple not fifteen minutes ago. You will all just have to imagine their awesome beauty instead. (Frith chose the polishes, gauging my taste with the criteria: What would appeal to a seven-year-old? Since she chose impeccably, I can’t object too much at being maligned.)
(The 'awesome things' tag refers to Frith and not my nails. She is mocking me in the background as I type this.)