Argh, I am all behind with livejournally-ness again!

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I shall have to resort to numbered paragraphs.

1. I spent the weekend in a cottage near Ledbury, enjoying the 10th Annual Winsley Road Posse Christmas Meal. The choice of Ledbury was pretty random, really, based on reasonably equal travelling distances for all of us, and a nice-looking cottage within taxiable range of a railway station. But it was

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The Christmas Bachathon is a wonderful idea, except that I don't get to hear anything like enough of it because I'm at work, meep, meep. :-(

Futurama, yay! Zoidberg for PM. :-D

*Whoopwhoopwhoop* *scuttle*

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As I keep saying, Zoidberg is Cthulhu's unappreciated little brother. Poor Zoidby. (sends Zoidby a cuddle).

Futurama rules! But I've got to watch Rome tonight... the States played merry hell with my schedule, and I must have missed at least one episode. Though I did see last week's.

[strange_complex]

You have long hair, though. I should think you'd have no trouble concealing a small radio playing through an unobtrusive headphone into one ear. ;)

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Oh, that's not the problem. I listen to my mp3 player at work a heck of a lot, and nobody minds that at all - in fact they know I work much better with it and am more relaxed, so it is positively encouraged. It's just the little matter that I don't have a portable radio...

[megamole]

You should have said... I could have bought you a portable digital one for Christmas.

I still can.

Anything for my big sister... ;-)

[miss_next]

Awww, no, bless you, you've already got me the Handel. And I've only made you the one sheep, which does not appear to have gone astray so far!