Sounds like a must-have purchase, Emily.

You think they remade the third season to go with the cover? That'd be interesting.

Also, I can't, like, marry Yo-Yo Ma, right? Just because he's so cool?

Yeah, I have that set. Marciano's picture is on all the discs and stuff too. You have to play them to get the CKR goodness.

t points upward to new tag

Woot! Go tools!

The test, I think, is which person stays awake being uncomfortable so as not to wake the other person while wriggling? And which person tosses and turns, not considering at all that it might wake up the other person?

Uh, what if you both sleep like the dead and neither one wakes the other one? (Though it's possible that The Boy and I are *both* tools. We're both GIANT DORKS -- does that count as "tool"?)

The test, I think, is which person stays awake being uncomfortable so as not to wake the other person while wriggling?

Based on my now-defunct marriage, I'd say the test is which person tiptoes around getting dressed in the dark if the other person doesn't have to get up yet versus which person turns on the lights and the radio. Tool = me; bastard = ex.

I have to go back to weeks of having a mummy arm today. Sigh.

I'd say the test is which person tiptoes around getting dressed in the dark if the other person doesn't have to get up yet versus which person turns on the lights and the radio

This is total bastard behavior. You should be considerate when people are sleeping in the BEDroom. It's a thing.

I'd say the test is which person tiptoes around getting dressed in the dark if the other person doesn't have to get up yet versus which person turns on the lights and the radio

So true. Although that makes me the bastard this morning because I didn't have time to be quiet and careful, as I slept through the stupid alarm. Plus he does it to me all the time. Although he always makes sure not to wake me when he comes to bed after me, which is nice.

I take it they're not big on direct debit over there? I wouldn't ever pay any bill only for direct debit.

Nah, it's Old Skool.

When I lived in Cairo, some fella would just turn up on your doorstep with a scrap of paper with Arabic on it, and ask for some money to pay the bill. (And by some money I mean a couple of dollars, maybe less.) If you weren't in, they'd leave a baffling scrap of paper, and they'd just come around another time.

Nowadays I get proper letters all official like and scary. But you can pay them at the 7 Eleven, and there are 7 Elevens all over the place here, like several to a street, so I really have absolutely no justification for having paid my bill at the last minute/several days late EVERY TIME.

So far they haven't cut off the leccy, though. Yay for that.

I don't think my relationship has a tool and a bastard, or if it does the roles change based on context.

So let me know if you have any Cairo-living advice for my father, would you, Fay?

Go to Bullseye in Mohandaseen and tell Amr (the barkeep) that Nic sends her love? And while you're there (or elsewhere) pick up a free copy of the little pocket-size listings mag The Croc which my friend Con writes for? It's got all the info on what's going on in Cairo in terms of pubs, clubs, restaurants and cultural events.

Um...there's a nice wee second hand book shop in Maadi on Road 4 (i think it's Road 4? The main Western people shopping road) and it's next door to a Baskin & Robbins. Diwan, in Zamalek, is the best bookshop in town though.

Go to The Mena House for breakfast of a weekend, because you can? And you can eat yummy buffet breakfast/a la carte while staring out the window at The Grand Pyramid, which fills up most of the window.

Go to Luxor. Lots.

Jazz Brunch at The Four Seasons is to die for.

More-or-less opposite The Four Seasons, there's a rather lovely little houseboat-type-thing which is a restaurant serving Lebanese food. V. good.