"From the makers of Alien v Predator: Alien v Pingu..."
♥ So, katie__pillar, helenmia and I had the wonder of Chadstock over the weekend, and wondrous it was indeed. House of Wax = so much better than we had imagined. As in, actually enjoyable, in a good-crap kind of way (sort of like the equally fabulous Wrong Turn). One Tree Hill is just brilliant, though I find I cannot watch - what was it, 18? 19? episodes all in one go because it makes my brain explode. It has Moira Kelly in! And Dan is So Evil I want to bash his head in. And Nathan/Hayley ftw. Chad, obviously, is magnificent, espesh his brooding!Lucas face, combining nicely with the crazy scarecrow hair.
♥ Shit. Have just checked my bank account and I am massively broke. Actually no-money at all. Shitty McShit. How did that happen?* I actually do not understand. Oh, bollocks.
*OK, yes, so will have involved spending lots of money, which, um, true this month, but I was sure I wasn’t spending any more than I actually had, and I checked my account on Friday, and it was fine. This will have involved my online banking/debit card LYING to me. Fuck. And I still have to pay (i) extortionate price of ticket from Barnes to Luton; (ii) weekly travelcard after we get back from France; and (iii) groceries after we get back.
♥ I’m now cross, so have forgotten everything I was going to LJ. Oh, I hate le monde.
♥ However, even the woe of no money pales next to the wonder of TV. Dexter last night was brill, as was the rest of NCIS series 3. I love NCIS. I love Tiva. I love Ziva having angst about Gibbs. I love Tony acting like Gibbs because that’s the only way he knows to lead the team. I love McGee being scared of the bomb room and Tony making him go and do another job so he didn’t have to go in. I love Abby sitting in the lift because she’s worked out that statistically it’s the safest place for her to be. I love Gibbs’ affection for his team. I hate Director Jen, but you can’t have everything…
♥ I have lots to do before I leave today, so I had better get cracking…
♥ Shit. Have just checked my bank account and I am massively broke. Actually no-money at all. Shitty McShit. How did that happen?* I actually do not understand. Oh, bollocks.
*OK, yes, so will have involved spending lots of money, which, um, true this month, but I was sure I wasn’t spending any more than I actually had, and I checked my account on Friday, and it was fine. This will have involved my online banking/debit card LYING to me. Fuck. And I still have to pay (i) extortionate price of ticket from Barnes to Luton; (ii) weekly travelcard after we get back from France; and (iii) groceries after we get back.
♥ I’m now cross, so have forgotten everything I was going to LJ. Oh, I hate le monde.
♥ However, even the woe of no money pales next to the wonder of TV. Dexter last night was brill, as was the rest of NCIS series 3. I love NCIS. I love Tiva. I love Ziva having angst about Gibbs. I love Tony acting like Gibbs because that’s the only way he knows to lead the team. I love McGee being scared of the bomb room and Tony making him go and do another job so he didn’t have to go in. I love Abby sitting in the lift because she’s worked out that statistically it’s the safest place for her to be. I love Gibbs’ affection for his team. I hate Director Jen, but you can’t have everything…
♥ I have lots to do before I leave today, so I had better get cracking…