Rose, was this from you?

Rose... is it you who's blocked off the lower basement cupboard with crime scene tape?

The robots are denying all knowledge. And I don't think Eggbert can work tape. At least, I wouldn't want to see her try.

Back in England ( Read more... )

It's someone's birthday!

No, not me.


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I have the strangest conversations sometimes.

Today a reporter tried to get me to admit to my affair with some bloke called Paul Opacic (who apparently is some sort of actor) in exchange for a box of doughnuts.

Hmph. Does the journalism community really think I am so shallow that I would sell out my integrity for a dozen (delicious) doughnuts?

Rose and I went away last week for a few days. We just went up to Blackpool for candy floss and amusement arcades and other touristy things (which was lots of fun! :D). Only one minor alien to have words with (she's left Earth now, fortunately, because she was really confusing the local pigeons ( Read more... )

Rose and I have spent today putting up shelves ( Read more... )

Rose... I think I may have accidentally acquired a few grams of marijuana, a sink replicator, sixteen condoms filled with pink liquid, and a kitten.

The middle two I can deal with. I am not entirely sure how to deal with drugs or kittens. How are you supposed to get rid of them? Can you take them?

Today Rose and I had a very serious and responsible adult meeting about... shampoo? Something to do with our line of shampoo. I don't remember the details. I may have been doodling while I was pretending to take notes.

I do remember Rose's not-so-secret admirer sitting in some dodo poo.

Eggbert, this is why we keep you around! :D

The University of St Andrews in Scotland wants to give me a job. Me! A job ( Read more... )