Eight Things
1) I'm starting to worry that our house might start producing new inhabitants due to the build up of washing up in the Kitchen. Every time I go in there, I'm on the look out for unsuspecting critters.
2) Peter Pan, the 2003 movie is actually amazing. It was on tonight and by the time it had ended I had cried at least twice. Once when Tink came back to life and then again when some kid didn't have a mummy for like 10 seconds.
3) I'm convinced that sometime soon I'm going to have a heart attack. I keep getting random stabbing pains in it. I think it could be a product of the wireless network in the house...or the fact that I like my food with fat.
4) I think my liver hates me. The amount I've drunk this week is astonishing, I actually scared myself. I won't list it here but it has got to stop soon.
5) Writing 'normal' pieces of creative writing is hard. I've gotten so used to putting in weird little twists that I cannot produce a simple story without wanting to add a bit of taboo into it.
6) My addiction for Doctor Who spoilers has reached its peak. Doctorwhoforum.com is the first website I go to when I sign on nowadays. I don't know why, the spoiler section is full of bitchy comments about continuity and the reliability of sources. Although Steven Moffat did come on to tell us to stop trying to spoil his episodes which was nice.
7) Will Mellor is going to be at my work this Wednesday. I hope I'm working that night because you know he is a bit of a dish.
8) I am ridiculously excited about our upcoming party. Mostly because I get to dress up as The Doctor. Also the fact that we have a record number of people coming. I'm not too sure how exactly we plan to fit them all into the house but I plan to be somewhat too drunk to care.
It is now 02:53am and I cannot think of anything else to write. Might go to sleep now in an attempt to fix my sleeping pattern. It won't work though.
2) Peter Pan, the 2003 movie is actually amazing. It was on tonight and by the time it had ended I had cried at least twice. Once when Tink came back to life and then again when some kid didn't have a mummy for like 10 seconds.
3) I'm convinced that sometime soon I'm going to have a heart attack. I keep getting random stabbing pains in it. I think it could be a product of the wireless network in the house...or the fact that I like my food with fat.
4) I think my liver hates me. The amount I've drunk this week is astonishing, I actually scared myself. I won't list it here but it has got to stop soon.
5) Writing 'normal' pieces of creative writing is hard. I've gotten so used to putting in weird little twists that I cannot produce a simple story without wanting to add a bit of taboo into it.
6) My addiction for Doctor Who spoilers has reached its peak. Doctorwhoforum.com is the first website I go to when I sign on nowadays. I don't know why, the spoiler section is full of bitchy comments about continuity and the reliability of sources. Although Steven Moffat did come on to tell us to stop trying to spoil his episodes which was nice.
7) Will Mellor is going to be at my work this Wednesday. I hope I'm working that night because you know he is a bit of a dish.
8) I am ridiculously excited about our upcoming party. Mostly because I get to dress up as The Doctor. Also the fact that we have a record number of people coming. I'm not too sure how exactly we plan to fit them all into the house but I plan to be somewhat too drunk to care.
It is now 02:53am and I cannot think of anything else to write. Might go to sleep now in an attempt to fix my sleeping pattern. It won't work though.