r_scribbles | Oct. 28th, 2008

So. Dead Set, eh?

We were delighted on retuning our Freeview box that our reception at present is only moderately crap, so we were able to get E4+1... unfortunately, that meant us having to stay up late (well, late for parents, that is) to watch it, since 4OD won't work on a Mac for some mystical reason. We'll prob tape episode 2 tonight instead (which will also be a faff since our video doesn't work properly either... for a couple with a lot of techy stuff, we really don't have much that does what it's supposed to do!)

This is partially because of the staying up late thing, and partially because it gave us both Zombie dreams. Both zombie dreams were intruded upon at some point of the night by a drunken twat screaming down his phone (we think... either that or it was to the voices in his head since it was a conversation that we could only hear one side of) and mine involved dreamsex with The Actor Kevin Eldon. Get in.

I am reading another book! For pleasure! Would you believe it? It's called The End of Mr Y, it's by a chum of Dr Flo's and it's all about some idiot academic woman who lives off fags, awful coffee and old men's semen and gets obsessed with a rare 19th Century Gothic Novella. It's set in Canterbury, and my old university, which is fun to read. It's pretty good, with interesting ambles into the realms of quantum physics, homoeopathy and Victorian philosophy, even if the lead and pretty much everybody you're supposed to care for is an utterly punchable, flaky, unwashed Pseud. I'd describe the main character as the sort of Mary Sue that Tracy Emin would come up with if Tracy Emin wrote Suefic. Apart from that, I like it.