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Good Couple Of Days...
Dec. 26th, 2005 05:18 pm...things ran smoothly, very few arguments, people were happy with the presents, and I got a 1,3,7-trimethyl-2,6-dioxopurine T-shirt. Everyone should have a 1,3,7-trimethyl-2,6-dioxopurine T-shirt.
In addition to the shirt, I now have (among ither things) a periodic table tie (you see where they were going?), two new sets of natty looking cuff-links, a strange take on hammocks (executive version - requires two underlings, not included), new towels, one of those executive desk thermometers that work on the density of the liquid supporting various weighted bulbs inside them, and a couple of other slightly-pointless-but-nice-to-receive gifts that in all made up quite a good selection. The pride and joy, however, was my very own navy blue Crombie - a glorious addition to my evening wear wardrobe, and as warm as a most terribly warm thing. Definitely one for winter black-tie parties, once I start going to them again. One of the main things I miss from Bristol is the getting into evening wear on a very regular basis. I'll be needing the right job to get back to it - that, or a post-doc at the Uni and a tutoring position back in Wills.
Mum was, in the end, pleased with what I got her. The large piece of canvasboard artwork filled a space on the wall she was looking for something for, the Thorntons were appreciated as expected, the DVDs were a pleasing distraction and the XD card drive that finally allows her to interface her digital camera with the ailing machine with which I am updating this journal still has novelty value, to say nothing of its usefulness once that wears off.
Dad and I are enjoying both his and my scotches, so that worked, though he hasn't taken the wrapper off his DVDs yet. As fas as I know, the Moody Blues were his favourite band - I hope he hasn't changed his mind.
Dinner was excellent both days, the TV was bad enough that we were able to have music playing quietly in the background and conversation as the main sounds in the house, and it's nice to chill out away from work, stress and annoying people before heading back unto the breach come January.
Play have started their sale nice and early, and are providing the means to acquire eleven films and a CD album for less than sixty-five pounds once again. Heading my way at the moment are Dragnet, Spy Hard, Top Secret, Hot Shots I & II, Die Hard I, III & III, From Dusk 'til Dawn, Cube and Haunted Honeymoon, as well as Eye To The Telescope, which I've heard too many good tracks off not to buy. Tacky films, I know, but I'm still in the process of building the collection I want. I have endless time to get the new ones - they'll be in print for years to come yet, and to tell the truth, I'm more interested in what is to follow in 2006 - Underworld: Evolution and X3 - than what happened this year.
Right - more caffeine needed. Did I say caffeine? I meant 1,3,7-trimethyl-2,6-dioxopurine...
In addition to the shirt, I now have (among ither things) a periodic table tie (you see where they were going?), two new sets of natty looking cuff-links, a strange take on hammocks (executive version - requires two underlings, not included), new towels, one of those executive desk thermometers that work on the density of the liquid supporting various weighted bulbs inside them, and a couple of other slightly-pointless-but-nice-to-receive gifts that in all made up quite a good selection. The pride and joy, however, was my very own navy blue Crombie - a glorious addition to my evening wear wardrobe, and as warm as a most terribly warm thing. Definitely one for winter black-tie parties, once I start going to them again. One of the main things I miss from Bristol is the getting into evening wear on a very regular basis. I'll be needing the right job to get back to it - that, or a post-doc at the Uni and a tutoring position back in Wills.
Mum was, in the end, pleased with what I got her. The large piece of canvasboard artwork filled a space on the wall she was looking for something for, the Thorntons were appreciated as expected, the DVDs were a pleasing distraction and the XD card drive that finally allows her to interface her digital camera with the ailing machine with which I am updating this journal still has novelty value, to say nothing of its usefulness once that wears off.
Dad and I are enjoying both his and my scotches, so that worked, though he hasn't taken the wrapper off his DVDs yet. As fas as I know, the Moody Blues were his favourite band - I hope he hasn't changed his mind.
Dinner was excellent both days, the TV was bad enough that we were able to have music playing quietly in the background and conversation as the main sounds in the house, and it's nice to chill out away from work, stress and annoying people before heading back unto the breach come January.
Play have started their sale nice and early, and are providing the means to acquire eleven films and a CD album for less than sixty-five pounds once again. Heading my way at the moment are Dragnet, Spy Hard, Top Secret, Hot Shots I & II, Die Hard I, III & III, From Dusk 'til Dawn, Cube and Haunted Honeymoon, as well as Eye To The Telescope, which I've heard too many good tracks off not to buy. Tacky films, I know, but I'm still in the process of building the collection I want. I have endless time to get the new ones - they'll be in print for years to come yet, and to tell the truth, I'm more interested in what is to follow in 2006 - Underworld: Evolution and X3 - than what happened this year.
Right - more caffeine needed. Did I say caffeine? I meant 1,3,7-trimethyl-2,6-dioxopurine...
