This week I have mostly been:
Entertaining our El Salvadorian friend.
Attending a City of York council consultation meeting, like a proper grown-up concerned resident type person. Didn't contribute to the debate though. I'm only a Level 1 Nimby.
Changing the font on my website every single day, and basically coming to the conclusion that Google Web Fonts are abysmal. Odd – it's not like Google to release a poorly-executed, half-arsed product, is it?
Appreciating, once again, you lovely people and your generosity of wisdom, knowledge and opinion. Lots of great thoughts regarding the fine art of portfoliory.
Watching the final Harry Potter. By far the best of the bunch, but I stand by the opinion that the films are poorly adapted. They work as motion-illustrations that accompany the books, but for those unfamiliar with the texts, great chunks make no sense whatsoever. And that really is a three-film story, not an eight-film one.
Having a second look around Potential Wedding Venue A. It's niiiiice.
Finally making enough commission with my little shop to get my hands on another big Hellboy book. Except I can't access the money yet. It will apparently take Amazon sixty days to transfer an Amazon voucher from my Amazon account into my Amazon account. Ah the magic of the web.
Investing in something rather exciting (in a sad, egotistical way) that will probably result in me changing the name of this blog. AGAIN. The first of several planned investments for the future self-employed me.
Contemplating a taxonomy of twitter profile pics. I currently fall under "Head Tilt/Greyscale/Nose".
Winning a lovely Last Exit to Nowhere t-shirt. Soon, my entire wardrobe will be based on the works of Stephen King, which will please Dr B no end.
Marvelling at the web design skills of Daniel Howells.
Getting the hang of OSX Lion, and realising that a trackpad would actually be really useful now. As would a new iMac for that matter.
Having a lovely drink-and-quiz with some current and old work mates. As much as I moan about office life (see: every fifth tweet), there'll be some people I'll actually miss working with.
Popping out to get some toilet roll and subsequently buying a sofa from the Habitat sale.
Watching two burly men make a complete pig's ear out of getting a sofa up our stairs and eventually giving up, because they didn't listen to me when I suggested that maybe it could be taken aprt. It was basically this, but for two hours.
Finally sitting down on our lovely new sofa, only to find that whilst all that was going on, it had developed sentience and started tweeting.