No, seriously, it's still June, yeah?
Dec. 31st, 2007 08:02 pmPeering back through the mists of time I remember a pure maths lecture I once had that seemed to take about a year each week. Funnily enough, this year seems to have taken less time to pass than those lectures used to.
Which either means that I am getting old, or that I am moving really, really quickly.
So, despite not being quite through May with my To Do lists, I am going to face the inevitable and sum up my 2007.
Stupid things
My beloved and I have a gift for the ridiculous. Some of our better ones:
Me, while watching Gordon Ramsey attempt to bond a team of feuding cooks over a game of football: "Wow, he's actually quite good with a ball ... Oh ..."
In a similar note, me watching Escape to Victory, a film in which the Allied prisoners of war play the Germans at football: "Good grief! Look at that actor, he's amazing! That footwork is beautiful! Oh god, look at that pass … oh … it's Pele, isn't it?"
Me, camping at Easter: "It's so lucky there's a full moon."
Beloved, on discussing the DVD-recorder I will buy him as soon as he chooses one: "I just don't know where we're going to put it, there's not a lot of space in our tiny room."
Me: "Surely we'll just put it where the DVD player is?"
Beloved: "Oh yeah, because it plays, too ..."
Me, to
dumbys_baby: "Harry Potter porn? Oh my darling girl that is the most appalling thing I've ever heard, what a ridiculous idea! I mean, who would you slash in that universe? Harry and Draco? No! No … well, actually …"
Which either means that I am getting old, or that I am moving really, really quickly.
So, despite not being quite through May with my To Do lists, I am going to face the inevitable and sum up my 2007.
( Good things )
( Bad things )
Stupid things
My beloved and I have a gift for the ridiculous. Some of our better ones:
Me, while watching Gordon Ramsey attempt to bond a team of feuding cooks over a game of football: "Wow, he's actually quite good with a ball ... Oh ..."
In a similar note, me watching Escape to Victory, a film in which the Allied prisoners of war play the Germans at football: "Good grief! Look at that actor, he's amazing! That footwork is beautiful! Oh god, look at that pass … oh … it's Pele, isn't it?"
Me, camping at Easter: "It's so lucky there's a full moon."
Beloved, on discussing the DVD-recorder I will buy him as soon as he chooses one: "I just don't know where we're going to put it, there's not a lot of space in our tiny room."
Me: "Surely we'll just put it where the DVD player is?"
Beloved: "Oh yeah, because it plays, too ..."
Me, to
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( To do in 2008 )