I want very much to recreate the chain of ear-worming with malice aforethought that had us in tears of laughter at work this afternoon, but I honestly don't think I could do justice to our genius. Suffice to say we had a good five minutes of absolute hilarity with me and blademistress going back and forth with things like "it's a TRAGEDY" and "well, I'm sorry ( Read more... )

[Oh my god, my mum just rang me from Symphony under the Stars because they're doing the laser lights to Concerning Hobbits/a medley of other music from LotR and she wanted me to hear. HOW AWESOME IS MY MUM ( Read more... )

Um. So. Hypothetically, if I was maybe... looking at something, and thinking about it a lot, like enough that it was triggering my 'should follow instincts' setting, and maybe that something was to do with the five hundred miles between Denver and Salt Lake City and the thought that it would be summer so PROBABLY there wouldn't be snow in the ( Read more... )

So, we're watching the end of Who Wants to be a Millionaire after dinner, right (it is pub quiz practice, okay1?!), and Mum went back into the kitchen to put something in the sink, and then this happened:

Chris Tarrant: "The Isle of Lesbos belongs to which country?"
Me: "Greece!"
Mum: "Oh, have you been there?"
Me: *thinks 'In a manner of ( Read more... )

anniversaries everywhere, quicker than i can keep up.

one year for los angeles.

nineteen years for where the streets have no name, tomorrow, though of course they're mentioning it here today. i like to match up my anniversaries to where they should fall with the time changes. although the dateline does actually devour them whole, sometimes.

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