Battlestar Galactica season 4:
Now there's a way to waste some time. Awesome story going on.
Jess' party:
Firstly, I'd like to wish Jess a happy eighteenth. I hope she enjoyed herself :) Although I came out of that hall having slightly broken a window and lost a reasonable chunk of my thumb, I ended up having a great time too. Also, I must put my thanks in to my mum, who is an absolute godsend in that situation. She took off the club's shoddy bandaging, checked for glass in the cuts, re-dressed them, and rang them up to tell them that she wasn't happy about the window not being reinforced glass. So the club should be paying for their own damn window, not me and certainly not Jess!
Oh, and one minor point that I forgot to mention: I'm fine haha. Nothing permanent.
Laurence rang me last night:
At half past one. I don't quite understand why, and I'm not sure if I want to. Some things are better left a mystery.
Scott Pilgrim:
I haven't enjoyed a film at the cinema as much as that for a while. I loved the comic book styling of the whole thing, loved the layout of the story, and it was a laugh too. It was far from the best film of all time, but as far as comic book based films go it's a personal favourite. God damn some of the moments in it were bizarre, though. One moment in particular had even me saying 'what the fuck..?'.
That's all I'd like to report.
Keep it real.
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