I'll do the interests meme later. Have just about caught up on my f-list this morning (you spammers) but not in any in-depth fashion. Hugs, sympathy, congratulations, etc, etc, etc to everyone who wants them...
So, brief update.
Depite wanting a 'quiet night in', Paul dragged me to the Jug of Ale in Moseley for the pub quiz, because it turned out that Bertie Wooster (Inliner) and Luke (legs11) were both going and he'd never met the former and hadn't seen the latter in ages. As it turned out, Luke forgot and didn't turn up, but Bertie (real name: Ben) did and was a thoroughly pleasant chap.
We, "The Bertie Wooster Memorial Fund", came third.
Highlights from random conversations include:
Quizmeister: Name a food you can eat with your fingers. (It was the Family Fortunes round)
metalmikey666: Crisps aren't food!
rubytitania: I'd quite like to go to New Orleans...
teylaminh: Is that because of the vampire slash?
It's not easy to retell that one... but it was funny at the time.
The evening was thoroughly pleasant, though, and involved the sweetest sherbert love heart ever. :)
Eventless day at work other than the fact that the Department, once more, is falling apart and the CPAs are left to put it back together.
The evening was spent at Jimmy Spices for a leaving/birthday/general meal organised by Tina H. Starters were good; main courses less so... It all seemed a bit cliquey, but that could'vde been to do with the fact that the Small Heath crew sat at one end of the table and the Ladywood crew at the other end. Ah, well.
Other than that, things have been relatively normal.
Today I desperately need to tidy my room, as the general mess is not helped by the excess of random clothing piling up on the floor. Meh.