We had a great conversation about whether Captin Pugwash really did have Master Bates and Roger the Cabin Boy, and apparently it did. I really can't remember that far back, and the new books they've released have changed all the names to protect the innocent. Steve2 wanted to know if Dave was at all worried about me going out drinking with him, I said I'd rather they meet up and see that we were just friends, so he wouldn't have to worry, so I'd better arrange something so we can all meet up. Steve's nearly finished his MSc project - so not fair, I want to finish this MSc and get it out of the way. His mortgage has kind of gone through, so he most probably will be getting his house and his son, Ashley is starting at a new school near there on Saturday, so I hope everything goes well for him. Our main topic of conversation had to be Ally McBeal. Steve loves the programme too. What I want to know is how come I wasn't rooting for Georgia to kiss that bloke and be unfaithful to Billy. If I'd watched it last year, I would have said - Yeah go for it, come on, I'm the woman who approved of the guy who was 24 hours from Tulsa and didn't give a damn about the woman he was being unfaithful to. Argghhh what's happened to me? Wendy (from the Monster Board) emailed me today and asked what the blokes were like here at work and I told her I'd lost my flirtability. It's true, there's probably 75% blokes here and I can't really say that I'm really attracted to any of them - Am I working with the wrong kind of men or is it just me?
Tell you what was spookey last night though. I was on my way home from Coventry, and on the road opposite where Jo Chambers used to live, I was overtaken by this car which flashed it's lights and this asian guy in the car was waving, I figured it must be someone from my course or someone I knew and waved back. Then he turned around to have another look and it turned out I didn't have a clue who he was. He seemed to be going the way I was going and went straight at the first roundabout. I thought I'd loose him after the junction as several cars went ahead of me, but there he was the "Me Again" number plate - you know how you can make words out of registration numbers, well his said Me Again. So I slowed down to avoid following right behind him, Then he slowed down, so I figured I'd overtake him. And I was trying and he just speed right up. So I hung around behind him, he also slowed down. We were approaching the roundabout near the petrol station, I saw he was going in the same direction as me, then I panicked and thought I don't want him knowing where I live. Suddenly this probably innocent person became a serial killer who could stop his car and prevent me from going anywhere and drag me away and lock me up in a cellar and starve me, kill me cut my skin off and wear it and dance around - forgive me I've probably been reading too many serial killer books, but these things do cross your mind when your a woman and alone in your car. I'd locked the door earlier, but really didn't fancy following him down the un-lampposted road. So, once he'd gone straight at the roundabout, I did an about turn and went back towards Leamington. I decided I must have put enough distance between us, so I turned around again and went back home again, always looking out for the Me Again car. Freaky.
I had a really wierd dream last night about fish. I think they could have been Dave's, but it was at his parent's house and they had a wall covered with fish tanks. For some reason there was this fish that looked really cute and wanted to be stroked, so I took it out of the tank and began stroking it. I have a feeling that it may have died after some time of being out of his tank, so I have to remember never to stroke fish. Bizzare hey?
Weekend soon, and Dave's got his first bike test, I'm sure he'll be OK - he's confident at these things. Steve2 and I were talking about how bike passengers aren't allowed to cling on for dear life, and how you have to trust the rider and relax (and lay back and enjoy the ride), I'd better start training in relaxation. My weekend is going to consist of tidying up and I've got to go and buy more Cosmopolitan crazy-daisy patterned duvets and some throws for my sofa and disintigrating chair.
Just had a reminder for our timesheets, so I'd better go and remember what I've been working on this week other than those Cryptic pop bands - there's only about 10 of them we haven't got yet. One of them that Wendy got that I didn't was Aztec Camera - I mean you would have thought I'd get that!! I really am slacking.
