Mai laifu
Something was decidedly hinky with the heating last night, my bedroom was a raging inferno and I ended up waking up twice; once at 2.30am and once at 5.30am. It was getting to the point where I was sleeping without a quilt. Both times I was required to gulp down a glass of freezing cold water before my throat would engage. That, of course, completely changed this morning; I was beginning to wish that we had a subway station where the platforms were underground and not on an open-air embankment.
I planned to do some work last night (or at least, some not-work), but ended up watching all of The Two Towers instead. Really, despite the fact that half the dialogue ends up being spoofed, they're pretty damn good movies (although I could quite easily live without Legolas skateboarding through Helm's Deep).
I wish good movies were released in January. I haven't actually seen anything since Quantum of Solace, mostly because we got into the Oscar season and there's rarely anything truly worthwhile even in that. At the moment, we seem to have a eight hour movie about Australia; The Spirit (which I vaguely want to see in a 300 sort of way, although it's been reviewed as a bit iffy); a dreamy vampire movie for twelve year old girls; and Inkheart, a Stardustian fantasy which apparently isn't as good as it should have been.
Meh.
Oh, have you seen the new Doctor? He's twelve!
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/comment/personal-view/4109406/I-like-Matt-Smith-as-the-new-Doctor-Who-he-looks-like-an-alien.html
Meanwhile, back at the ranch: Snooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow. With emphasis on the oooooooooo.
I planned to do some work last night (or at least, some not-work), but ended up watching all of The Two Towers instead. Really, despite the fact that half the dialogue ends up being spoofed, they're pretty damn good movies (although I could quite easily live without Legolas skateboarding through Helm's Deep).
I wish good movies were released in January. I haven't actually seen anything since Quantum of Solace, mostly because we got into the Oscar season and there's rarely anything truly worthwhile even in that. At the moment, we seem to have a eight hour movie about Australia; The Spirit (which I vaguely want to see in a 300 sort of way, although it's been reviewed as a bit iffy); a dreamy vampire movie for twelve year old girls; and Inkheart, a Stardustian fantasy which apparently isn't as good as it should have been.
Meh.
Oh, have you seen the new Doctor? He's twelve!
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/comment/personal-view/4109406/I-like-Matt-Smith-as-the-new-Doctor-Who-he-looks-like-an-alien.html
Meanwhile, back at the ranch: Snooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow. With emphasis on the oooooooooo.