The State of the Brat is not good, but it gets worse if I try and write about it here, so ( I cut the bullet points )

The following is perhaps the most callous thing I'll say for a long time, but:

Dear Kate and Gerry,
    Get. The fuck. Over it.
         love, IB

I'm extra unsympathetic to them today because they've decided to cash in on the Fritzl case my wrangling themselves column inches just to say Maddie might be in a dungeon like Elisabeth. And it makes me ( Read more... )

It'd be nice if lunar eclipses happened when a) there were fewer clouds b) it was actually nighttime in the reasonable part of the world ( Read more... )

Two final runs of Nature Live today, and I'll be glad if no one saw the webcast at 12.30. We had the problem that the audience was far too grown up for us, which led to unenthusiastic children, an experiment that *shifty* gave the wrong results, and generally a bad crowd. I'm still happy with my performance though ( Read more... )

Yesterday
Die Schwester came into Nodnol and I escorted her to a number of shopping places: Bravissimo because she's built far more like Bing than me in that department, then Harrods and Paperchase looking for photo albums for her wedding pics. Me, I just got shampoo and Buffy from Lush. Oh! And a four-person Pirates game reduced to £10 from £40 ( Read more... )

Last night I cried. But the reason why doesn't matter, because I really don't think it was meant to.

This morning I got angry.

( If this is you and you want it removed, let me know. )

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Thursday: Didn't get upgraded. Positive review on the whole, but didn't get upgraded. I need to get some analysis done and produce more structure for the thing so I'm not drifting. (This is scary as all fuck ( Read more... )