Sci-fi

I had a choice today. Either go with my parents to buy bathroom fixtures, or stay at home. I chose staying at home.

Shortly afterwards, shipperkitten came online and wanted to know what I was doing this afternoon. She, poor girl, was condemned to going round the Tate. And not the Tate Modern, either. She wanted company. I thought about it, finally thought what the hell, and set off. It was already three in the afternoon when I got to Liverpool, so we didn't have all that much time to go around, but it was fun.

I actually wanted to buy something for myself today, but couldn't find anything. Instead, I helped Emily buy stuff, and ended up with a sandwich for myself. We wandered round the city and eventually ended up at Chavasse, where we discussed everything from sci-fi to the Lambanana to Em's pyromania to the possible motives of a man with a brick. He was just walking along carrying it on his shoulder. We couldn't figure it out.

We were also talking about the Enterprise episode Unexpected. I hope I still have it. It's a good one; I once wrote a fic where SG-1 watch it and are typically sarcastic about it.

And that is all.

Mobile

I now have a phone again, which is good. It's not the same phone (actually, it is the same make and model) but it has the same number. However, the contacts are all lost to me forever. So are the pithy comments I made about people - Colleen was "pervy elf fancier", Clare was "DEATH", etc.

So, a poll:

[Poll #276859]No-one can see the results of this poll but me, don't worry.