{ got a little city, ain't it pretty. }

So, the only weather that the UK really does properly is rain. That said, we got snow on Sunday - snow that disappeared by 3pm. Witness: our schizophrenic weather.

This is the backyard at around 7-8am.

This is the backyard when I got back from work. Yeah.

Anyway. Yes.

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The Dad is going to that awards presentation later; I'm not going any more. I did spend 15 minutes labelling and stuffing envelopes today. See? PA. Then I spent another 10 minutes filling out a student survey which was asinine.

Later I'm going to watch Lost; currently I'm spending time listening to the New Yorker fiction podcast which is both entertaining and interesting. After the reading the fiction editor talks to the person who chose the short story. It's a nice segment, and though I've never really been big on spoken word texts, I like the idea of taking time to listen to a story.

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Haha, last night I had to let my computer run the anti-virus software so I went to sit with my parents for about an hour. I ended up watching the second half of Entrapment with them, a film that we've each seen at least twice (I've seen it more than that). I spent a long time trying to convince the rents that yes, they had actually seen this film before. The Dad was adamant that he hadn't. Five minutes after the discussion ended ("Look, whatever. Watch the film and let me knit in peace!"), what does The Dad say?

"Oh. I've seen this."

Yes. Yes, Dad, you have. SIGH. (Naturally The Mother didn't remember until the very last scene of the film, when Connery and Zeta Jones are on the train platform? "Oh. The ending to this is rubbish." Yes. I remember you thought that the last two times we saw this.)

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( New Amsterdam, 1x05. )

To conclude: my yayarms/woearms relationship with this show continues on apace.

{ I am only detail-oriented when it's least likely to matter. }

( some details from Lost, 2x17, Lockdown. )