I had a dream last night.  I always end up singing the start of Sash's Stay whenever I start a post that way.  Ah, late 90s dance music, how it takes me back.

Anyway.  I had a dream last night, about an old love interest that I haven't thought about for so long that I had even forgotten his acronym and had to go back and look it up - it's WID.  In ( Read more... )

And now for something completely different... and a bit more trivial ( Read more... )

Looking for people to live with bears more than a passing resemblence to blind dating, except the people you arrange to meet are often the wrong gender, and you know you're always going to get invited in.

My viewing for tonight has cancelled on me and I'm so pleased.  No longer need to trek out to Woolwich (I really don't want to live in Woolwich ( Read more... )

Lost In Translation: not only is it possibly the best film produced by my generation (and happens to be on Channel 4 at the moment, leading me to watch it even though I of course own it on DVD), but it also has two of my favourite songs, admittedly as part of the rather lovely karaoke sequence: More Than This by Roxy Music, and Brass In Pocket by ( Read more... )

Channel flicking to put off the inevitability of going to bed, and I caught the beginning of Amélie on More 4.  I had forgotten how much I adore this film.  I won't get to bed before it ends now ( Read more... )

Have been awake for, hmmm let me see... just over 19.5 hours now.  And I have been out of the house for 18 of those 19.5 hours, watching my hair, which started out this morning very curly, get gradually straighter and straighter until now it has just the slightest hint of a kink (oh for naturally curly hair, that resists the force of gravity).  It ( Read more... )

Ooh, The Silence Of The Lambs is on.  I do like coming home from a long day at work and finding that there's a film just starting that I really fancy watching.  Mind you, the book is better of course.

I am all happy and stuff.  Ain't that nice?