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I had a major nerdgasm yesterday when I heard that Peter Jackson has acquired the film rights to a recent series of historical fantasy novels by a woman called Naomi Novik. I haven't read them yet (will soon, though) but they are set during the Napoleonic Wars, only with dragons. I failed bursary design because, while my smarter friends were doing actual work, I just wanted to draw silly pictures of grim-faced redcoats in stovepipe shakos. That's what happens when 17-year-olds are allowed to read bollocks boy's own fiction like the Sharpe series. So the Napoleonic Wars? Check. Dragons? Check. Peter Jackson? Sure, why not? It's a fanciting geektacular!
The Craccum team came second in the Shads pub quiz on Tuesday. I think I might be some kind of jinx or something, because they haven't won in ages.
I seriously needed a new mattress, so I bought a futon. Tried it out for the first time last night, and it was more comfort than I know how to deal with.
Right now I'm recoding a doco called Live Forever, about Britpop in the '90s. Initially I thought it was going to be quite interesting, but it is just reminding me how much Britpop always makes me want to nuke the UK.
The Craccum team came second in the Shads pub quiz on Tuesday. I think I might be some kind of jinx or something, because they haven't won in ages.
I seriously needed a new mattress, so I bought a futon. Tried it out for the first time last night, and it was more comfort than I know how to deal with.
Right now I'm recoding a doco called Live Forever, about Britpop in the '90s. Initially I thought it was going to be quite interesting, but it is just reminding me how much Britpop always makes me want to nuke the UK.