<insert crazy ramblings here>

Borrowed flatmate's Dr Who DVDs and watched many episodes back to back, with a brief break for Danny Wallace (Our Leader) cooing at a bunch of robots on Horizon, whist wrapping prezzies.

Also I finally phoned the local garage about getting a MOT sorted. I'd been putting it off after the saga from the start of this year (which I recall I never got around to writing about. I may do a backdated post a year afterwards). I was worried that they wouldn't be able to see me, or I'd have to take time off work. They said I could drop the car off at 8 the next morning, and pick it up at 6. :)

( A disturbing date if you needed all these German phrases. )

Lovely phone call from a friend that lasted exactly long enough to chop up all the vegies for dinner.