On the way to the Sheffield Regional othello tournament today, I saw five magpies all sitting around together in a field from the train window, and thought "Ooh, five for silver! No, wait, that means I'll win the metaphorical silver medal and come second in the tournament. That's not good. Quick, I need to see another magpie!"
And I didn't see another one, and I did come second. Drat those magpies. But congratulations to Iain, who's probably innocent of controlling my fate by means of magpies.
Also, Friends is on E4 after nine o'clock tonight, so they're showing the unedited versions with references to pornography and masturbation intact! This is a good move, because when E4 finally stop showing two or three episodes a day, every day, I'll have to buy the DVDs and be horrified by the rudeness! So this is easing the viewing audience into it gently, obviously part of another master plan devised by some genius.
Also also, I bought a lottery ticket for tonight and I haven't checked the results yet, so I'm in that delightful state of possibly being a millionaire and not knowing it. It's great! I think I'll never check it, and remain a Schrödinger's Millionaire forever!