The Summer Idyllica
If only I didn't have exams at some unknown but close point in the near future, I would seriously be living in heaven right now. It's so hot here right now that we've just been having barbecues and hanging around in the garden, and I've eaten way too much ice cream. Those Mayan Mystica Magnums are well nice tho, I must say.
Last night we even built a little fire in the garden and sat around it while Julia played guitar, and we had Doritos and things, and I melted a bar of Divine chocolate over it, which was ultimate lovely. And sticks with hot embers on the end are much cooler than spaklers. Fact. And when most people had gone in to bed, I sat outside chatting to Chris and staring at the embers, because embers (and fire in general) are beautiful. These embers looked like something from The Dig, the old LucasArts point-and-clickie where the main character was voiced by thar guy whose name I forget who played the T1000 in Terminator 2, which is one of the most amazing games ever made, play it now or else. Anyway, yeah, these embers looked like something from that, all glowing and crystalline, it was a beautiful sight.
In case anyone doesn't know, I happen to be a pyromaniac. But isn't everyone, to some degree?
Also, I have finally seen Cloverfield, which is an awesome film, and I did experience the fabled Cloverfiled Sickness. I brought all this chocolate with me, but got through one brownie before I had to stop, ten minutes into the film, because I felt queasy. It was quite funny. Great monter too. I saw Sweeney Todd last week as well, which was also amazing. I adore Helena Bonham Carter, she's just... wow. And Johnny Depp too. And Tim Burton equals absolute legend. End of, fact.
The USLES show went well too, even tho we had a jazz band reheasing in the room behind us, my voice hardly carried, and I can't escape the fact Spihm got messed up, even tho Arkady insists it went well. I'm just underestimating myself, he reckons. Father and Son got huge laughs tho, gigglies from the groping, and one of those ooh-I-shouldn't-have-found-that-funny laughs at the punchline. Ha, incest.
So, all in all, it's been a good week.