This week

Just to clarify my last post, when I asked why we sing "Take me out to the ball game" in the seventh inning, I wasn't so much asking why we sung it, but why it was stuck in the middle of the seventh inning. I can see the traditional point of singing it, but why do we disrupt the seventh inning by getting everyone to stand up and sing? It's kind of strange - you would have thought that the beginning of the game would be better.

So since my last post I have been to five baseball games, have done some work for my company, have bought two pairs of shoes and a jumper (total sale $50 thanks to the Army and Navy store), have done one day of filming on a horror movie, one day of invigilating an exam, one night of abortive drinking to celebrate Christie's exams finishing (abandoned due to massive headache), and am preparing to go to Def Leppard tonight, after looking forward to it for months! Tomorrow brings more baseball with Sunshine, possible dinner with Christie and Patty, and Monday brings some filming on The L-Word, though I don't think we have to get involved in the lesbian action. I have also bought more concert tickets (this seems to be my Canadian vice, in the absence of decent chocolate to gorge) and am now going to The Killers with British Sea Power (good recommendation, Denise) and Athlete. In the continuing 'eclectic taste' theme in which Def Leppard tickets were booked, Foreigner are coming to Richmond in November and I am tempted to go, even though they must be Def Leppard's age or older. But when will I ever get the chance to see them again? They may keel over at any minute!

I have applied for two jobs which I actually want, as opposed to ones which I don't want but which I applied for in desperation. I am hoping that at least one will give me an interview, as another winter of no job and basement darkness will probably send me over the edge. Mind you, I still haven't checked my lottery ticket, so I could be a secret millionaire.......