The Earth Shall Burn, But We Will Quiver

The dogsitting went well so far I think. Got to Nick's after work. He got the job at Sheppard Pratt!! He starts training around the 18th and he even gets paid whilst getting trained. He said his having Asberger's seemed to close the deal for him. After he left for work, I made myself some three cheese tortolini tossed in white truffle olive oil with pepper and fresh basil and a little grated parmesan--- and some Goldfish, as well. Took Mac and Maggie out for a walk, then took a little snooze on the sofa. Fed them in their respective crates, then let them out again. Dinner at Eight was on, so I watched a good deal of that, till Nick came home, then we watched Cold Comfort Farm, which I had never seen, despite it being British, taking place in the 1930's and dealing with class distinction, among other things. It was very enjoyable, featuring a pompous and rather silly Stephen Fry exclaiming, " I am engorgedly in love with you!!" Best line ever. We cracked up at that for the rest of the night. Then there was a documentary on the Independent Film Channel about the MPAA and the members who are unknown to the public. The sentiment in this country certainly seems to be much more liberal on violence, but don't dare show people having sex, even if they love eachother. It's very different in Europe. Quite the opposite. Anyways, I started dozing off during that, so I settled on the sofa andNick got stretched out on the loveseat and the dogs in their crates. It was strange sleeping there, on separate sofas, but still, I am glad to be there. When I got up this morning, got dressed and sat next to him to say I was getting ready to leave, he pulled me back, and I laid my head on his chest, and I obviously wanted not to leave. I said we will celebrate him getting the job tonight at Two For Tuesdays.