When someone in the same house as you is playing the 'drums' downstairs and you are upstairs, you can't hear the music but you can hear the really piercing noise of very real, wooden drumsticks on very fake, plastic drums.
I have realised that I have watched, quite possibly, a phenomenal number of films in the last week. (I'm not saying anything about quality, purely quantity.)



(although obviously Kill Bill is fucking AWESOME.)
I had lunch with my ex today. It was odd, but nice.
I'm rather glad I'm not at summerball, especially with the EPIC STORM that has just arrived, seemingly over my house! I don't think I've actually ever heard thunder so loud.
It reminds me of the random bookending in The Curious Case of Benjamin Button; that old guy who tells the stories of getting struck by lightning 8 times or something...and was it me missing it, or did you never actually find out the last one?
Talking of films still, my list of those I still have to watch:
- Me, You and Everyone We Know
- The Woodsman
- Sunshine
- Slumdog Millionaire (n.b. - now seen.)
- Yes Man
- Somer's Town
- Pathology
- Captivity
- Bobby
- Martyrs
- The Shawshank Redemption (I know, I know...)
- Lock, Stock and Two Smoking Barrells
- New Moon
- Transformers 2
- The Time Traveller's Wife
- The Lovely Bones
I should probably go to bed, as I have work tomorrow. If I don't go soon, I'll have...er...less than 9 hours sleep!
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