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Going out the the movies tonight with a weapons-grade case of the farts. Yay canned black beans! What an excellent way to clear a space so I can put my feet up on the seat in front of me!

Whoa, this thread is impossible to arouse. It must have a headache.

Ooh new thread. This is like coming home and finding someone's moved your furniture around. Except not really. I see pants are no longer optional, is this down to the lions, tigers and boobs thread? Can our kids no longer see their parents' pantless browsing?

My two boys are back at school today. The oldest has graduated to The Big Playground (Primaries 1-3 and 4-7 have separate playgrounds). How to stop them growing up?

You may remove your pants if you choose, you just can't talk about it in the thread title (for the benefit of people who are at work and kind of trying to maintain the moral high ground over the slackers they work with).

Back to school today? Jesus, the kids here don't go back for another two weeks.

Scotland going on holiday two weeks before the rest of UK & Ireland has its benefits. Holidays beginning at the end of June are usually a good bit cheaper than they are once the English holidays start so we can usually get a good deal if we go abroad. Also, hotels tend to have significantly lower numbers of the "two world wars and one world cup" mob who have ENGLAND written on every single item of clothing they own, just in case you weren't sure.

Not that I've been abroad for ages, what with pregnancies and babies and stuff.

When I was a kid the "holidays" meant going to Dunoon and playing crazy golf and eating chips on Fair Saturday then having the remaining 7 weeks off school to fuck around at home. The kids' telly in the first two weeks was always rubbish because the BBC didn't start their holiday programmes until England was on holiday.

Is Life On Mars one for the mums? I reckon mums would want to have John Simm round for a nice hot supper ("feed him up a bit") and they'd probably like the roguish nature of THE GENE GENIE.

I think that John Simm does bring out the maternal instinct in my mam. Not as much as David Tennant, though, who makes her positively cluck with the desire to feed him up.

(Actually feed him up, not "feed him up".)

Yes I see this thread title is too similar to the last. I suck. Never let me at it again.

Beth, what did you see?

Apparently Hurricane Erin has hit down south from us and we are drenched. I had to swim on my .5 mile walk from the bus to the office. I stress the distance b/c normally I take a shuttle that drops me much closer. But no, this is the dead time between semesters so it must be city bus through the monsoon.

I poured water from my vans and had to wring out my skirt.

Plus I'm feeling super exhausted and poorly this week. My cowboy up campaign is not shaping up well.

There's currently a TOTALLY NEKKID picture of David Tennants doing the rounds in the LOLCAT DOCTOR WHO COMMUNITY I AM IN (WHAT OF IT) from when he was in a PLAY and his PROTRUDING RIBS are the most disturbing thing about it! I mean - ouch! (His w1nk1e is NOT protruding fyi, not that I was looking). He definitely needs a pie or six.

The play is "Wot The Butler Saw" (scrawny nekid actor in a pleeceman helmet apparently).

nd his PROTRUDING RIBS are the most disturbing thing about it! I mean

That is disturbing.

I saw "What the Butler Saw" in London though I don't remember who did the nekkid bit.

I'm really hoping Dan Radcliffe comes to NYC when/if they do Equus on Broadway. I would travel for that. (pls to note he is now 18 so this is not crepey)

Not creepy at all.

I'll tell you what is a bit creepy. I have a huge crush on David Tennant (as Sarah says, what of it?) yet both my brother and my mother think he looks like my brother. I am slightly creeped out by this, because obviously I can see that he answers to the same description, as it were, but that hardly counts.

Hmm, I've never crushed on anyone who looks like my brother so feel unqualified to comment on the creepiness. Could just be coincidence, no? There is more to attraction besides the physical after all.

I'm going for posh Mexican food at lunch with my Potter compatriots. (Under the pretext of planning our party next week). And they're picking me up IN A CAR. This improves the day greatly.

:-)

okay no here's creepy. my grandmother is having dinner with my aunt when she goes, u know that niece of yours, Sasha, she's quite a girl now - very poised. She and Ramzi (me) should get married.

my aunt was like what are you crazy? they're cousins. and she's like, that doesn't make any difference in the world.

needless to say my aunt was shocked. she went on, but he's GAY.

"no he isn't"
"yes he is, you knew that"
"no i didn't"
"well know it"

haaaaa

Now where's me lousy t'shirt and ...ah, and whatever-that-other-thing was, where's that also?

I saw the Bourne movie. Awesome. I have to go post on that thread about the movie, but here I will complain about how FUCKING SORE my stupid hip was for the whole movie, like a nail was being tapped into the joint. As soon as I got up and walked away (after sitting through the interminable credits just in case there was hidden footage after them) I was fine. We walked through the graveyard to get to our car. I peed on someone's grave.

Yesterday I incorrectly received two deliveries at my house

A bouquet of flowers
&
£170 worth of silicone sealing gel

u peed on someone's GRAVE???!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

who needs that much silicone sealing gel???

Beth is hardcore.

Britishers! Anyone know a decent recipe for treacle tart? I've found a couple online but they seem pretty different so I don't know which is more accurate.

I'm trying to plan some recipes for my Potter Party and want some authentic Hogwart's feast food.

I have never made tart.

aldo is an I Love Cooking type bod, and I know from num num experience his partner makes excellent cake, chili cheesecake notwithstanding :)

Don't ask him, he'll put spiders in it. Although for a Harry Potter party...

Surmounter, is it worse that she's your cousin, or that she's a GURL, (ew)? Actually, the cousin thing is worse.

Mister M has cousins who are married to each other; they got a special dispensation from the pope.

chili cheesecake

!!!

No spiders in cakes pls.

That last bit is kind of weird. I hope they were distant cousins.

Surmounter, at least if you entered into an arranged marriage you and your bride would have YOUR INTERFERING GRANDMA in common. That might make up for her being wrong sex. And the physical nonattraction would avert inbreeding! So it's all good.

OK, the simplest answer is that you can't make authentic treacle tart without golden syrup which AFAIK you can't get in the US. Somewhere on ILC there is a link to a website for how Merkins can knock it up which Jaq(?) posted. Which I can't find.

I'd say you can't go wrong with this recipe.

Wikipedia identifies a US brand, but really it has to be Lyles.

http://www.goldeneaglesyrup.com/images/ges005.jpg

I'm betting this would be pretty darn close. Available in every grocery store in MS/AL/GA, probably TN and LA.

xpost NOOOOOOOO

Dare I ask from where on a golden eagle one extracts the syrup?!

He's one getting pished: http://www.birdchick.com/2007/08/pishing-golden-eagle.html

Thanks Aldo! That recipe looks like a combo of the two I saw so should be good.

This weekend I'm going to venture to Central Market/Whole Foods. I'd be very shocked if one of them didn't have golden syrup.

ugh, I'm so tired I'm ready to go home now. but I'm being pressured to go to a friend's happy hour show.

literally my limbs feel heavy with fatigue.

Sometimes you can push right through the more oppressive leaden fatigue, and come out the other side.

the MOST. God, I cannot put words down with any precision anymore.

I've not been able to lately. really. it was kind of a relief to have a dr say that something actually was wrong so I didn't feel like a big lazy slob. I think mon & tues running around on the bus to three different appts killed me though. The past two nights I've gone home and gone straight to bed.

would do so tonight but am trying to hold to see a friend's band at happy hour.

Power through! Cowboy up! Other helpful things!

Said the woman who has been in her pyjamas since 7pm.

I envy you.

COFFEE!

I would not be able to get through the evening if I didn't drink a whopping big coffee in the afternoon.

Lately caffiene's been making it worse. Well sodas have. I'm trying to cut out the high fructose corn syrup but when I do give in and have a diet dr pepper I usually end up feeling more tired. I like the odd latte but even if the coffee stand were open I'm way too tired to walk to it.

I'm going to the happy hour mostly b/c my friend said she would give me a ride home. Otherwise it would be the half-mile walk to the bus stop and I just can't hack that today. :(

My fears have come true. I'm falling apart. I'm going to lose my job and G. is going to leave me b/c he doesn't want to care of a sickie for the rest of his life.

nb. I don't really believe those things. just wallowing in misery. Although I really do feel like shit. I'm hoping a beer and some loud nick lowe music will make me feel a tad better.

You'll be fine—you're just in a bit of a trough. If you can avoid thinking of yourself as an invalid, the battle's half-won.
The last time we had to be out really late—to see a friend's singing gig—I had to drink a double shot of espresso at 10:00 and then a shot of tequila. It was just right. I ordered a second shot but ended up not drinking it. I hate the too-drunkeness. I had already had my half-bottle of wine at dinner, so I was disobeying the "wine before liquor, never sicker" rule. Proceeding with caution. A benefit of my advanced years—I've got the drinking down.

If you can avoid thinking of yourself as an invalid, the battle's half-won.

This is exactly what've been trying and I know is true. That's why I said my new motto is "Cowboy Up". But not so much cowboy-ing here.

I hope what Trish said about feeling better once the thyroid medicine kicks in proves true quickly.

It might not be quick, but it will happen. Believe me. I might have been in my jim jams for hours, but I've written half a zine, played with the cats, read a bunch of stuff and listened to some new music, as well as cooking dinner and washing up after it. In other words, there's some energy in there, and I've had days like yours where I couldn't move without feeling like I was pushing my way through glue.

I'm hoping a beer and some loud nick lowe music will make me feel a tad better.

There is hope for anyone who believes these things can make them feel better.

I'm off to bed. Night night, Americans.

I'm not going now. The bar is just off campus which is why so many of us are going. my friend's walking there and then walking back to her garage from whence she was offereing the ride. That's not unreasonable under normal circumstances (esp. considering parking near the bar) but is just impossible for me today. I feel like a moran telling her this though so just said I wasn't feeling hot so skipping.

I also know I cannot make it to the bus stop. Today the fatigue is horrible and my joints are hurting again. No communication from G which means he's in transit or at home so I am going to call a cab. I've never had to take a cab home and feel I'm hitting new lows.

night trish. hopefully I'll be in bed soon.

but I've written half a zine,

O shit, must start mine someday soon.

Must finish mine.

I have wireless again! And am in my bed with a heating pad! ahh, life is good.

I'm about to do the same. My neck is all sore and stiff from drawing.

Oh you guys. The worst possible cat news. Ginger kitten died last night in an accident. I was putting his eye drops in and he squirmed away from me and fell and hit his head and died. It was incredibly traumatic. He went into these huge spasms for about two minutes and then just died. Mister M and I are both gutted.

Hey M. White, how is Luna doing?

wow, guys.