chaletian | "I think Jesus was a lesbian who loved too much."

1. Ooh. Well. Katie and I have discovered yet another TV programme. (Yes. It’s true. We are TV junkies.) We watched the first series of Hex yesterday (not as epic as it sounds: it’s English, so was about six eps). It’s a thing of beauty – sort of like Buffy crossed with the National Trust, with a scattering of fallen angels and a possibly demonic baby. And a lesbian ghost. Well, two of them, actually. One was an Egyptologist suffragette. Good times.

2. We are up to date with Jericho, now, so looking forward to the next ep. I don’t know if this is on UK television anywhere, but it’s Jolly Good. Post-apocalyptic small-town America – you can’t go wrong there. There is much love of Stanley/Mimi (and you have to love a show that provides its own shipping name: Stanley was torn between Stimi and Manley – either way, it’s lovely). Much to my horror, however, there is no Jericho section at the Pit of Voles – what is going on?

3. I might be able to do my catering qualification this summer – woohoo!

4. I tried to recreate the scrummy quiche I had at Barnes market a little while ago yesterday. Leek, goat’s cheese and thyme. It went off reasonably well, though I should have cut up the leeks into slightly smaller chunks. Also made chocolate brandy (apple juice) cake, which would have worked slightly better had I given it enough time to set. Nevermind, there’s plenty left and it’s setting away in the fridge, so all will be well.

5. Right. Guides. Boxes. I need to work out a template so that they can make them. I have the day off on Friday, on account of the Full Mooners gig on Thursday night (and bah for having a district dinner thing on the same night, so I will have to go gallivanting into London toute seule afterwards, desperately seeking my confreres), and suspect that some of it may be spent making more boxes, and arse because I forgot to email the Brownie leaders, which I must do.

6. Notwithstanding my lament of poverty on Friday, Katie and I went shopping on Saturday, ostensibly for to buy things for Katie being a bridesmaid, which went off fairly successfully, all things considered, though I managed to spend more money than I anticipated, however did get a pair of very dinky blue striped canvas shoes in New Look, with which I am rather pleased. Was dead like a dead thing by the time we got home, though – I have no stamina.

7. I have no seventh thing. Quelle horreur. Oh, yes. Watched the end of The OC yesterday, and it was un peu shocking, and has the potential for a Great Deal of Ryan family angst, which is the best thing about The OC, so I will have to try and remember to watch it next week.