If she hadn't recced that bloody Lanning Cook epic - a WIP dammit! - I'd have got my damn con 'report' finished while anybody still cared. It's nearly 1500k! The story, that is.
So, I have a few hours before I'm due over at my bro's house to hang with the fam. My big thing *this week* is my sis is visiting from Wisconsin for one week only, so I'm pretty much spending all the time I can get off work with her.
I was over there last night but my poor sis, not having slept for 2 days, understandably fell asleep in front of PotC about 7pm. More embarrassing is how my bro and I were practically unconscious by about 8pm, beers unfinished. Out for the count at 8pm on a Saturday night. How pathetic are we?
So I buggered off home, having revived somewhat I decided to swing by Trille's place as I remembered that her lovely housemate had organised a DS viewing night specifically, as I understand it, to introduce our newbie,
psycho_tabby, to a 2nd fandom. Cos having only one fandom is clearly unacceptable.
A good plan, that unaccountably fell apart when the evening descended into a rabid UNO war. Check out Tabby's lj for a clear concise report.
So instead of 'stopping by' I ended up not dragging myself home til about 1.30am. At which time it seemed imperative to do much washing type activities for a couple of hours.
So, bit of a lie in, for a change, followed by lazy morning of hot cross buns and Starsky and Hutch on TV1. So the last scene of the ep has Starsky take Hutch's arm and say "C'mon my big, blond boy, I'm taking you home and tucking you in.."
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