alexist

I am pleased to say that over the past few days I have watched all of The Simpsons Season 4. I still don't think "Last Exit to Springfield" is the best ever episode (I don't know what I'd pick though), but it's a fantastic season with almost no duds.

(Although the best Treehouse of Horror episode is unquestionably ToH IV, home to the immortal line "mmm... forbidden donut".)

I don't know why, but I slept later than intended. So I didn't get much done before my driving lesson. At least that went well; I'm starting to get the hang of it and my clutch control and manoeuvres have really improved. All I need to do is remember that you can't just lift your foot off the clutch. :)

I am out of bottled water! (Stop looking at me like that. I don't care what the papers claim, OUR tap water tastes terrible unless it's freezing cold. And while a couple of mouthfuls of ice water is refreshing, I prefer to drink larger quantities at a temperature closer to "cool". I'd be perfectly happy to drink tap if it tasted good, but ours doesn't.) Neil only left work at 18:30 so he won't be able to get to the supermarket for me (damn thing closes at 20:00!) (I am not carrying back a giant multipack.) He did say he'd stop off and get me a few bottles, though. I'll be having to buy a few bottles at a time till the end of the week :( (Not only inconvenient but more expensive.)

What gets me is that we were at the supermarket on Sunday, I thought "I'm OK for water" and then got home and discovered I had 4 bottles left. Since I go through 2-3 bottles a day, that wasn't going to last very long...