Natural selection is the way forward

[cheekbones3]

Well, that's another weekend over with. Drank rather too much on Friday with kynon and gibberling, along with other people who happened to be in Opium at various times. Didn't do much Saturday apart from getting dragged round the shops (I appear to have regressed), and Sunday was spent in the Auld Hoose for food, although I thought other people might appear but didn't. Nice coffee last night with the girls, and to apparently prove that they're justified in inviting me to their gossip sessions (sometimes), here is a meme:

Androgynous You scored 53 masculinity and 50 femininity!

You scored high on both masculinity and femininity. You have a strong personality exhibiting characteristics of both traditional sex roles.

My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender: You scored higher than 24% on masculinity You scored higher than 24% on femininity

Link: The Bem Sex Role Inventory Test written by weirdscience on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Agenda for today:
Numerous games of poker, hopefully to do better than Saturday's show of making the money in six single-tables out of nine, but only breaking even.
Recommence putting my personal football league archive into electronic format; another thirty or so seasons still to go before I start running games again, or least producing graphs to compare with the running totals on paper.
Finish reading the Sunday paper.
Show flatmate what it means to not leave a feast for the local mice, and to not be a lazy bastard, by introducing him personally, and possibly painfully, to some of the kitchen equipment that appears to have been used for a hastily abandoned juggling convention since I was last here.
That is all.

NEWSFLASH FROM THE DEPARTMENT OF THE BLEEDING OBVIOUS: If you're asthmatic and live near the big oil-depot fire, the smoke may make you cough. On the other hand, if you have lung problems and you need to be told this, you deserve everything you get.

In other words, Auntie Beeb and Uncle Murdoch, give us some fucking credit please.

FURTHER EDIT: Yay, there's an article here about the legendary Tourette's lad (everyone my age must surely have seen the documentary at school), and he sounds like he's doing okay (he's 33 now). He sits on the committee for Tourette's Scotland, which gives me a wonderful image of what their meetings could be like...half-chewed canapés being spat across the room...a swear box the size of a beer barrel... I'll stop being a bad person now.

Comments

[cheekbones3.livejournal.com]

Bastards the lot of 'em. I wish they'd try the method of letting the buggers get ill (maybe a percentage will be killed off), and trusting judges to tell them to sod off if they try to claim...

[luckylove.livejournal.com]

yes, survival of the intelligent as well as the fittest. If that had happened near here I'd've left as soon as I saw the smoke. I get ill just being in the pub. Not sure I'll make it to the quiz tomorrow as the virus I have is making my asthma play up. I really don't fancy another trip to A&E.

[cheekbones3.livejournal.com]

Boo. Hope it wears off.