Mrn. I sternly told myself I should go to bed before eleven, but lately I've been sleeping so badly I don't really see the point of even trying just now. Apparently it's going to be a cold night with snow... And I realized I failed to show up for an appointment at my shrink's - I suppose he doesn't believe I've gone on a murder rampage since he hasn't called.
So.
Today I watched Kind Hearts and Coronets (1949) which was mighty fun - and all those gorgeous Victorian clothes had me drooling! Dennis Price struck me as looking a just a bit too much like Michael Sheen - which became doubly entertaining when I realized they've both played Robbie Ross (♥) in movies about Oscar Wilde (How do you make a movie about Oscar Wilde in 1960? Apparently without any hint of homosexuality). And it looks like Dennis Price even portrayed a certain indomitable butler too.
So one thing led to another and for the last hour I've been looking at, er, old Stephen Fry photoshoots done for Russian magazines. It seems he's a big hit in Russia.
It might be the argyle socks.
I have no idea what the point of this entry is, but it seems I've gone some time without proper rambling so there you have it.