Except, of course, for the fact that the past week has included a General Election, the stepping down of an unpopular Prime Minister, the courting of the biggest small political party by the smallest big political party in the UK, a "coalition government" set up consisting of the biggest small party and the biggest big party (thus creating the Medium Unpopular medium party), the instatement of an unpopular Prime Minister, and a feeling of general embuggerance.
On a lighter note, my baby sister is in Europe. By "baby" I mean "younger than me", and not an actual baby. Actual babies should not be allowed to travel to Europe unsupervised.
No, my baby younger sister is currently of tramping around Italy on a tour of all the famous sights in a very Romantic manner. Hopefully she will takes loads of pictures, love the culture, eat loads of food, want to return, and not get stuck due to volcanic eruptions. (I hope she know that if she gets stuck, she will have to get a train out to England and hang out here for a while. It will be horrible.) Much jealousy ensues as I am currently living under skies of such a deep, deep shade of blue that one would be tempted to call it "grey". I still hold that the UK would be great if they could fix the damn weather. It's enough the make a Scotsman turn Calvinist.
Currently reading Private Memoirs and Confessions of a Justified Sinner by James Hogg.
On a completely unrelated note, did anyone see this? A Libyan airliner en route from South Africa crashed in Tripoli, with only one survivor. Sounds like M. Night Shyamalan's Unbreakable:
'I watched the aftermath of the plane crash. I watched the carnage of the hotel fire. I watched the news, waiting to hear a very specific combination of words... Then one day I saw a news story about a train accident and I heard them. "There is a sole survivor and he is miraculously unharmed."'
Also in the news/cinema: in response to the Deepwater Horizon oil rig explosion and resulting oil spill three weeks ago, which has released four million gallons of oil to date, the US government has come up with an alternative, more British, punishment for BP execs:
Crude: Gemma Arterton gets oiled up in Quantum of Solace, the 22nd James Bond film.Currently listening to a lot of Fountains of Wayne, courtesy of A Plague of Angels, which is pretty awesome and begs the question: is FoW power-pop or college rock? Suggestions gladly accepted.
Life spins along much like always: I wake up, go to work, come home, sometimes go to work 2, sometimes watch a movie, sometimes read a book, sometimes not. It could be much, much worse really, and step 1 is always greatly appreciated, if not always greeted with enthusiasm.
Still looking at flights back to America for sometime in August; more new news when news gets knowed. Looking forward to it so much it itches. In the mean time, we have tickets to Aberdeen booked for Iain and Minori's wedding/anniversary/birthday shindig. Even travelling with Francis and Ayaka! Very excited to get the old gang back together, at least in part. (Rob, Darius, Mitchell, Alwyn, Devin, and friends: you can all come crash at mine if you'd like - I'm sure Jo won't mind.)
But anyway...
Stay classy Loidis,
-TA->
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