The tidying got done, and there’s a dishwasher load waiting to be taken out and distributed. I got some dusting done, too, and unpacked the great sack of summer clothes Graham made me order before he disappeared.
Other than that it’s been TV and grub. Mostly TV, and mostly SG-Atlantis. I love seeing the Wraith beat up into slimy ribbons of gunge.
Now it’s dinner, I have my first glass of wine in need of a refill, and need to shove food in the oven to keep my body and soul together. Chicken goujons in Kentucky-style batter, with crinkle-cut chips and oven-baked tomatoes.
Such luxury.
