Mmmmm. I had sleep. Even before omnis ordered me to go to bed!

And when I woke up I saw that roommie baked cookies last night. Yay!

And oh, omnis, we're looking for something to make the rabbi blush? No problem. I'm sure I can find something...

Feel better, sj, Hil and vw.

Mmmmm. I had sleep. Even before omnis ordered me to go to bed!

Since coming home from work at 9ish, I've accomplished things! Whee! Recorded two full cassettes of interviews down to hard drive for the director, a HUGE load of dishes, kitchen is on it's way to being clean, and watched some news (while doing dishes). Alas, now, body is tired, and cleaning will come to an end. If only brain and body got tired at same time, life would be happy.

I'm thinking of hosting a football game viewing gathering. In a few weeks the Philly Eagles (my team) will be playing the Dallas Cowboys (local team). Dunno. I'm not much of a party host person. Requires cleaning before hand, only to have to do cleaning after. Plus, kinda shy.

I'm not much of a party host person. Requires cleaning before hand, only to have to do cleaning after. Plus, kinda shy.

Think about the hot Eagles and Cowboys fangirls.

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Ya I don't know that many folks, and they are pretty much all atatched. So, not a huge chance of hot fan girls attending. Unless you mean the cheerleaders on the tv.

Not a huge chance = still, a chance. Like the book club.

(Hey, I slept, I get to be optimistic).

so sorry, juliana. Peace to you and your family.

peace, juliana.

Um Book club netted no dates so far.

(strangely pessimistic)

Go to bed. It might help you with the optimism.

Juliana, I'm so sorry for your loss.

So, it's 6.23am and I've been up since 5am or so, but I think that's pretty good going, on the whole - yesterday I spent I don't know how long, 14 hours or something, flying from Bangkok to Abu Dhabi, and then from there to Manchester. I can haz family and home! And central heating! A world where A/C does not exist - I'm wearing two pairs of socks and a fake fur coat as I type. Which is probably overkill. (Oh, and other things also, I hasten to add, PJ type things.) Still - England: it's not the Tropics.

On the flight I watched various movies. I was particularly amused by the realisation that, whilst I was avidly watching Master and Commander for the first time, the huge strapping fella next to me in the muscle shirt was watching.... Mamma Mia. And tapping his feet. Take that, stereotyping! I also watched the X Files movie, which was bafflingly rubbish and pointless (but scored a couple of points for nostalgia value, I suppose, especially when Skinner turned up. And frankly, I'd pretty much watch Gillian Anderson read the phone book. And I do love Billy Connolly, and always will*, even though his US acting career continues to be a bit of a puzzlement.) And then I watched The Mummy Strikes Back: This Time With Jet Li, or whatever it was called, and enjoyed the hell out of it. Also an episode of Bones I hadn't happened across.

I do like that whole movie-watching element of modern airflight. Although I wish the screen wasn't three inches from my nose. Ah, business class, if only I could afford you...

*Billy Connolly was Eddie Izzard, or possibly Robin Williams, only a generation earlier. Only with this whole barely-leashed wild and hairy Scotsman thing going on, rather than impeccable makeup and Euro-friendly Englishness. If you haven't happened across any of the classic standup stuff, it is WELL worth seeking out. Funny, funny, funny man.