Month: November 2001
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I know I’ve been slacking off on the posting. It’s insane though. We leave in one week. We’re not packed. Boudicca (my computer) is leaving on Thursday. The shippers are coming on Friday. Our oven heating element is broken. My sister leaves in four days. Flying right now seems kinda scary. We still don’t have…
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Are you a Pom? (For you Yanks, a Pom is an Aussie slang term for a British person.) I scored a sixteen, which puts me worryingly close to being one. Hopefully I’ll be able to rectify that in the near future. (Link courtesy of Kristen.)
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I’m a magnet for assholes. Yes, truly. I discovered this tonight at the Paul Kelly concert in Shepherd’s Bush. Paul Kelly is a famous Australian musician that Snookums and I like a lot. (He also resembles Principal Snyder from Buffy a great deal.) The show was great, but the audience members around us were not.…
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THAT WAS BLOODY BRILLIANT.Yes, that’s me out in front of the Harry Potter poster at 8:15 this morning, half-asleep in my glasses. (Click on it to see the full-size version.) And yes, I did walk all the way through Hammersmith with that lightning bolt on my forehead. There were probably 30 people (mostly parents and…
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Why am I up at the crack of dawn? Oh yeah, to see the first public preview of Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone! Now I just need Snookums to draw a lightning bolt on my forehead…
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Brigita‘s getting married today! Brigita‘s getting married today! Congratulations, my friend. Be the princess; you deserve it.
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Roger Ebert’s review of Amelie is finally available. He liked it as much as I did.
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Well, it’s the Snook’s last day at work. Hooray! For those of you in London, we’ll be having leaving drinks tonight in Hammersmith at Smollensky’s. See you there!
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You know what’s fun? Totally hijacking the comments thread on somebody else’s blog. Check out what my friend Kel and I did on Tara D’s site. At least we got the answer (though I think I’m more technically right).
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I was doing a little Internet research to discover why Lady Victoria Hervey’s Style column was replaced in last week’s Sunday Times when I came across this excellent article full of tips to fake being a posh British aristocrat. I’ll see you all at the next non-branded polo match, okay?