There'll not be another in my heart but you
Richard's birthday went swimmingly. He was hypnotised at his Christmas party into thinking he was James Bond, on a covert mission to find the hidden member of Al Qaeda in the audience. Later, he and his boss were hypnotised into falling in love with the closest person to them, which they did, but they both chose the same guy and almost got into a fight over him. Good times!
Unfortunately, he loves the PSP I got him to the point of neglecting most of the necessities of life, including showering, eating and socialising.
Chel: So what was it you said? No talking to you for a month?
Richard: Oh, you can talk, I just won't be listening.
Could be an interesting Christmas.
Children Of Men was gritty, frank, and refreshing. I can recommend it, if you prefer your movies bleak and thought-provoking. We had an interesting discussion on the way home about how our attitudes to life would change if we were the final generation, and humans were dying out. I won't go into the details here, but needless to say, I probably wouldn't bother giving up smoking any time soon.
Tonight we're headed up north for Wintle Christmas. I hope it's warm enough to go to the lake (although I had a nightmare last night that I was clocked by a millionaire on a speedboat, Kirsty MacColl style). Failing that, I will attempt to sell fruit to the starving tourists without consuming too much of it myself. I like to set myself lofty goals at this time of year.
Finally, here's three random eccentricities I have discovered about myself in the past few days:
Unfortunately, he loves the PSP I got him to the point of neglecting most of the necessities of life, including showering, eating and socialising.
Chel: So what was it you said? No talking to you for a month?
Richard: Oh, you can talk, I just won't be listening.
Could be an interesting Christmas.
Children Of Men was gritty, frank, and refreshing. I can recommend it, if you prefer your movies bleak and thought-provoking. We had an interesting discussion on the way home about how our attitudes to life would change if we were the final generation, and humans were dying out. I won't go into the details here, but needless to say, I probably wouldn't bother giving up smoking any time soon.
Tonight we're headed up north for Wintle Christmas. I hope it's warm enough to go to the lake (although I had a nightmare last night that I was clocked by a millionaire on a speedboat, Kirsty MacColl style). Failing that, I will attempt to sell fruit to the starving tourists without consuming too much of it myself. I like to set myself lofty goals at this time of year.
Finally, here's three random eccentricities I have discovered about myself in the past few days:
- I really, really prefer even numbers, and especially numbers with a factor of four. For example, we got married on 04-12-04, and I am a lot more comfortable now that Richard is 32 rather than 31.
- Despite me being a non-drinker, a man who smells of beer is pretty much the sexiest thing ever.
- I am obsessed with downloading albums that I never get a chance to listen to, yet I still want more - recommendations, please! One day soon I will just go for a giant road trip and swim in it all.