Saturday, July 20, 2002

Typing this whilst trying to listen to the sceond act of Phantom is probably a very bad plan indeed but that's what I'm like. So what shall I rant about today? Hmmm.. well there's my wife's homophobic kid sister who I had to endure a car journey with today, but no... how about just how much Raoul gets on my nerves?
Nahhh... After all, I can do that any time. He's always there after all...
Well, it may shock you but I don't think I have anything to rant about. Sam's back up in Lancaster, leaving me here to do lots and lots of work and generally mope, though to be honest I'd do that if he were here, I'd just see him as well. Am finding myself talking like Helena - must be missing her... Which is odd because I never really cared for Helena until just recently. *thinks* could it be that it is simply my duty to desire every woman Paul likes??
Nahhh...
Got most of my reading list and treated myself to "Room With A View" which is a post film reprint as it has Jude and HBC on teh front both looking quite cute. And damn my life is just bloody dull at the moment, OK? The last interesting thing to happen to me was that I found out a friend of mine is now in training to be a Soliciter and is engaged to some girl I've never met. That's the sum total interesting stuff that's happened to me.
Except that I got utterly utterly wasted last night and started talking about Julian Sands being strapped down and fed only banana milkshake through a tube because he can't even be trusted with plastic cutlery. And no I don't know why banana, or inmdeed where that stuff came from. Craaazy chicken-brain momenty I think.
OK signing off, I'm just babbling for no reason and have Christine screeching in background, better go thottle her....