Everyone seems to be playing dead lately, it's strange.
I'm about to watch Life In Cold Blood. I missed the one last week (damn BBC) so this is the first I'll see. BBC nature programmes are always so awesome and tonight's is about frogs which look so cute and pretty. It always amazes me how much work goes into these things. I mean it can take years just to capture one animal. Animals are so magical. It's strange how mating occurs without any contact.
Skins is after it tonight. It's all about cute ickle Maxxie. I hope he gets together with a nice boy.
I wished I knew if my triop were alive or not. It confuses me.
Today's been productive ficwise and my brain seems to be having all sorts of ideas. It needs to stop it though, before my brain cell freezes. My back arches for some unknown reason.
I've seen Nine In The Afternoon. Spencer's bit is obviously the best.
Not causa the potential for bestiality, oh no Brendon still looks freaky.
Tomorrow, whatever the package I missed Saturday is coming. I'm not sure what it is. It might be Blue Harvest, but it might not.
Wednesday I'm spending the day with mum, hopefully not shooting myself in the head. We'll be seeing Sweeny Todd (only the second film I've ever seen more then once at the cinema, after Episode III) and I'll get some Star Wars stuff, look for Simple Plan's single and get Kerrang. Oh and run away from all clothes shops before mum can drag me in them. Gods.
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