Xenon's Seventh Circle

Memed from liadtbunny. I actually did this several days ago, and then forgot to make the post public, and now obviously several of the answers have changed! So I'll add the new ones in brackets.

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I think I've reached the point where, if I don't post now, I never will. I keep intending to post, but somehow it never happens. Think about it too much, and it feels like I've said everything that I intended to anyway, so why bother? That probably isn't the right way to play this game though, huh.

It has been an interesting few months (using the term 'interesting' in its most flexible definition). For starters the weather has been lending its own special hand. I've been looking after a neighbour's garden whilst she's been away, and that's been unexpectedly entertaining on its own. There I've been every evening, gallantly attempting to water her whatnots, with a gale force wind whipping the stream from the watering can in every direction but down. Seriously, it's like the Keystone Cops do gardening. I should probably have sold tickets.

Elsewhere, things have been virtually non-stop, one way or another. My father had a heart attack back in April - and, being a member of my family, he couldn't do it sensibly of course. Instead he had what appears to have been quite a serious heart attack without realising it. He therefore spent a week and a half gradually losing more and more energy, and getting more and more breathless, until my mother practically frogmarched him to the doctor. Consequently I've been doing even more for them than I usually do - which I don't mind in the slightest, but it all takes time. And also it means yet more gardening, which is definitely not my forté. Why does nobody ever want a bit of swashbuckling done? "I'm going away for a fortnight. You couldn't swing from a rope with a sword between your teeth every evening could you? Around seven thirty?" I don't know that it's all that much to ask. Anyway, they sent Dad home from the hospital eventually, with what looks like his own pharmacy, and every so often a nice lady comes around to check his blood pressure, and steal a bit more of his blood. I think it's for medical reasons, rather than just some questionable hobby. And I say "nice" lady, but I haven't actually met her. I assume she's a district nurse, and I usually expect them all to look like Nerys Hughes (and preferably ride bicycles).

So yeah. I've missed a whole hell of a lot of LJ and DreamWidth lately, although I have tried to catch up here and there. I'm not ignoring anybody, I've just been busy. On the plus side, I managed to swing an extra shift at work, which meant that I got to go see Avengers: Age Of Ultron. Hurrah! Turns out it was the first time I've been to the cinema since LOTR III, and in the meantime they've knocked down the old cinema and built a new one. So that was nice. Or mostly nice. Are they always so bloody loud these days?! During the battle scenes the floor was shaking so much I was half expecting to get evacuated. It was a jolly good film though, if perhaps not quite so much fun as the first one. ( Some minor plot spoilers here )

So yeah. I made a post! There would be the obligatory TV stuff here, but ABC axed Forever because they're cold, unfeeling bastards, and I hate them. Although they didn't axe Agents Of SHIELD, so I don't hate them as much as I might.

Um. I think that's probably it. If anything exciting happens, I shall probably be wrestling with something that I don't understand in my parents' garden, or crying forlornly over cruelly stolen television. Hey ho.