Yep, the spam headers just continue to get weirder… (and they’re just the ones that actually make it through the spam filter).
I keep having all these good intentions of writing in my diary more consistently, but life just keeps getting busier (I was “volunteered” onto another committee today – it’s something I really want to be involved in, but I really don’t have time (or energy) to add yet another thing to my life at the moment… oh well, I’m sure I’ll find the time somewhere… possibly… (watch this space as FutureCat collapses into a quivering wreck…)), and things like writing diaries, or even keeping up with reading other people’s diaries, seems to fall by the wayside.
I did manage to get to the movies on Tuesday night. It was my turn to organise the film for the Chick Flicks women to go to, and I’m afraid I didn’t quite manage to carry out my duties, because I only remembered on Friday afternoon, and didn’t have time to ring round everyone before we left for Dunedin (I suppose I could have rung them from my cellphone on the way down, but that would have got a bit expensive). I did manage to check out which films were showing where, and pick one that sounded ok (and most importantly, wasn’t The DaVinci Code – I reckoned anyone who wanted to see that one (not me – I wasn’t that impressed by the book, and couldn’t see what a movie would add to it) would have already made arrangements to see it), and was at a convenient theatre at a reasonable time, but there was no way I’d have time to ring everyone (and besides, I’m limited on how many personal calls I can make from work), so I ended up having to ring the first person on the list, Mrs Gwilk, and ask her to do the rest of the phoning for me. I felt incredibly guilty, but luckily she didn’t mind. I’ve really got to get my life more organised! The film (Woody Allen’s Match Point) was pretty good, anyway – not a lot I can say about it without including spoilers, but it provided a lot of fuel for discussion when we went for coffee after the movie.
It’s funny how catches seem to come in batches (ooh, I’m a poet and I didn’t know it ) – sometimes you go for weeks without getting a catch, and then you’ll get several in one day. I had two yesterday: Report on Experience by John Mulgan, which I’d released at the Dunedin convention, and is now in England; and Austerlitz by W.G. Sebald, which I released in Auckland when we were up there with the Outlaws. Plus I got an email today about a catch which is strictly boreal‘s, because she’s the one who released it, but it was a book that started off in my hands: The Family Way by Tony Parsons (that’s the nice thing about the way the bookcrossing system is set up – you keep getting emails letting you know what happened to your books long after they’ve passed out of your hands).