Last night’s Geek Corner was particularly lovely, partly because I could afford to be an exceptionally poor host and rely entirely on Alex bringing wine and Saoirse bringing her latest and possibly greatest baking creation yet. (Yup, four years later and I’m still getting food out of this friendship.) So, partly because Amber requested some photos and partly because it was amazing and delicious, I present the ironic cake:
Wait, that slogan rings a bell…
Don’t cha wish your corners were geek like me?
Oh, and very excitingly, I got home to discover that I’d been spotted by a Seriously Prolific Blogger who I rather admire. What celebrity! By all means guys, bring on the long-focus lens and the cellulite circling – I’m totally ready for it.
Also, I think this photo is cute. (Even though I’m in it.)
Look at us, not smashing anything
It’s the moment you’ve all been waiting for… some key results from the well-renowned, statistically rigorously and internationally respected dominicself.co.uk Readership Census. (A full copy of the census results can be purchased, in paperback or a luxury leather-bound edition, from the official shop.) Expert commentary has been provided to assist you in knowing how you’re supposed to react.
Hogwarts Sorting By House
Which Newspaper Would You Be?
A Sophisticated Crowd
Views Of Jeremy Clarkson
Expert Commentary: Fascinating results here, and a very clear trend: attraction to Macs significantly reduces appreciation of Clarkson’s presenting skills. We can only speculate as to why this might be the case. One theory is that over-exposure to Macs could be stimulating excess supply of the chemical in the brain which causes haughtiness; another is that it is less to do with Mac use per se and more a side-effect of susceptibility to Apple’s advertising, which is thought to rely on irrational negativity towards more primitive human beings. In either case, this data will surely fuel the ongoing debate around whether Mac use is truly a ‘healthy lifestyle choice’, as its proponents claim, or a potentially dangerous addiction which could damage long-term enjoyment of motoring-based light entertainment shows.
Capital Concerns
And a note of severe caution on the Jubilee line results: we are not suggesting, of course, that members of all houses do not vastly favour the Jubilee line for its evident superiority and top range of fabulous destinations. Rather, as Gryffindors are known for their bravery, they are likely to be most adept of any house members at resisting the bullying and intimation inflicted on Jubilee line fans by a very small minority of malcontents.
In honour of the census, I have prepared an important survey of my own. Do answer, as it will only take a minute or two, and will help dominicself.co.uk to plan our services appropriately in the coming years. Plus, failure to complete the readership census will be considered a statutory offence should I ever form an independent nation state.
After a rather whirlwind and unusual week or two I have a nice moment of calm this evening, plus the prospect of a bit of routine and reassuring normality coming up next week. I mean, I actually have a deadline to work to on Wednesday – a deadline! – which is a good feeling to have… simple, straightforward accomplishments to pursue, which are sometimes much needed. And more social events to liven them up with too, of course 
Don’t get me wrong: this weekend was lots of fun, and a decent excuse to return to blogging. On Friday I hopped up to Cambridge for an double-bill of CULES entertainment (that’s the Cambridge University Light Entertainment Society to you and me) and to marvel at Simon’s manifold acting and writing talents. And in all seriousness, both shows were actually… really really good. Not that I want to sound surprised, of course, but it was a case of pantomime being funny from being done right, rather than from being done not-so right, which is not always the case at these things. Also good was the after-party, particularly down to the exploits of one Mr. Butler, about which I will refrain from going further as I’m still hoping that he will remember me throughout his hotshot lawyer career if I ever need urgently defending in court. (George Galloway doesn’t still read this, right?) We got home at around 4, if memory serves me correctly, and the next morning I may have possibly [note: plausible deniability] enjoyed a rather decadent morning cocktail to boot. Hurray, post-student studenting!
Then on Saturday night it was Emily’s 18th birthday, which Grace and I attended [does that sound too nineteenth century?] and had an utterly charming evening [stop it] with lots of Pringle guzzling [better] and silly dancing with the likes of Saoirse, Tash K and Eleanor to the strident instructions of the Wii [hurrah]. (Once, and only once, I actually managed to win at bloody Just Dance. Clearly a fluke.) A very happy birthday to Emily!
Playing the religion level on Wii National Census 2011 game
Rather proud of this
Remember Clip Art?
Was barely the afternoon by the time I was sitting under a tree with Joshua in Queen’s Park, enjoying a beer and feeling happy. 
(This is a bit Tumblr, isn’t it? Sorry.)
Helen on It’s (waiting) time.: “Fabulous news, congratulations to you both! X” Jun 8, 21:51
