More TV Watching And Unexplained Injuries
I've finally gotten around to watching "Christopher and His Kind". I'm fifteen minutes in and I've already seen a man naked. I get the feeling this is going to be my sort of entertainment. Also, somehow I keep forgetting that Matt Smith is quite a talented actor. The man knows his stuff. It's refreshing to see him in something very good after last night's episode of Doctor Who; it wasn't dreadful, but the kid who played George was really quite awful and it certainly wasn't Gatiss' best writing. Some nice creepy bits, though.
In other news, I just looked down and realized that I've got a giant bloody cut running up the back of my hand. I have no idea how I got it. That's the third injury I've sustained in as many days that I haven't had an explanation for: on Friday it was the huge bruise on my collarbone, yesterday it was the cut on my thigh, and now this. Most peculiar.
In other news, I just looked down and realized that I've got a giant bloody cut running up the back of my hand. I have no idea how I got it. That's the third injury I've sustained in as many days that I haven't had an explanation for: on Friday it was the huge bruise on my collarbone, yesterday it was the cut on my thigh, and now this. Most peculiar.