Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah but then on Sunday, evil_jim had his Red Dwarf-a-thon. Thirteen hours of Red Dwarf which I completely failed to attend all of. Mom and Dad were having dinner for the extended family at the new house, and I left about halfway through Series II to attend that, returning just in time to catch the end of Series III and all of Series IV. Also had a long discussion with Thea. Remember Thea? 'course you don't (unless you're Jim or Matt). Anyway, said discussion contained much less yelling than I'd expected, leading me to believe that all those fights we had six (my God, it was six years ago) years ago are, like biscuits, Canada, and the robot monkeys under my bed, simply figments of my overactive imagination.
Incidentally, I'm really sorry if anybody out there actually reads my livejournal.
Today I was terribly busy at work, what with all the United Way stuff going on. Remember that post from last week that became "Friends Only" for no good reason? Well, we've decided to march forward, undaunted and pretend we know what we're doing. We don't of course, but (as the old saying goes) nobody ever secured funding to Briarpatch by shaking their head and saying "beats me."
After work, Offbeat practiced. Things are coming together. As requested I brought along a CD of a cappella songs I'd like to do. The verdict? We'll be learning Ti-- oh, we've already been through that, haven't we? Well anyway, on the way home I bought bacon danish fixins. BD-Day is Wednesday. Practice your fetal position.