So, yesterday was fun. If you like sweating a lot.
Had knitting tonight, which would have been a lot more fun if the cupcake nazi had not been on the ball. I brought in a carrier of cupcakes, all nice and neatly organized in their lovely plastic case. I swear, I walked about 20 feet into the libary and someone swooped down on me and said we can’t eat them in the room we get to knit in.
Now, I’d like to acquaint you with a few facts.
1. The youngest person in the room who could have eaten cupcakes is 24.
2. We were going to be in a room with a trashcan and a table.
3. WTF, cupcakes. Really. The closest thing to low-mess snackage that I can come up with.
So….my dozen cupcakes went uneaten. I now have to drag them in to work tomorrow and give them to people I don’t like nearly as much as my knitting buddies, just because I don’t need them hanging around the apartment. I swear, not a single cupcake is coming home with me tomorrow. I’ll tip them into the trash first. My fat ass doesn’t need a dozen cupcakes added to it.
But hey! New Dr. Who tomorrow evening. 🙂 I’m excited. I celebrated by watching the first episode of the Christopher Eccleston series. While I love David Tennant, he’s not quite the same. He’s still awesome, but he’s just not quite my Doctor. Chris and his ‘fantastic’, he’s mine.
In a non-creepy, non-celebrity-stalking sort of way. ‘Cause really, he’s a good 15 years too old for me to do that. Only George Clooney gets that sort of older-man drool from me.
Two more geeky TV bonuses for me. There was a marathon of Jake 2.0 on a few days back that I am catching up on AND there’s a marathon of Dead Like Me that is ending in about half an hour. I have so much nerdy tv to catch up on, it’s unreal.