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Feb. 7th, 2008 11:04 pmThings:
- I left Nottingham for a weekend at the beginning of the week. They appear to have constructed a GIANT WHEEL in the town centre in my absence. Which turns out to be a ferris wheel, now they're a bit further along with it, and has apparently come to us from Cardiff. It's for the Nottingham Light Night thing tomorrow, I think, which I might have a look around. Mostly it's just impressing me when I look at the town centre from any angle. I wish for the life of me I could remember what they called the Ferris Wheel in Carnivale. Something great, that's all I can recall.
- I watched Blazing Saddles, and it was slightly the best thing I HAD EVER SEEN. OH I LOVE LILY VON SCHTUPP. AND THE WACO KID. OH GOD, CLEAVON LITTLE, OH GOD. A major failing of last night's Torchwood was that no-one told Gwen she was making a WELSH SPECTACLE of herself. Oh. A lot of the other dudes in it were very good also. It was a bit great.
- I watched last night's Torchwood! ( Meat, spoilers for next weeks promo )
- Also I saw Cloverfield. ( What's that coming over the hill? )
- Simon Amstell seems to be putting a pen in his mouth on Never Mind the Buzzcocks a lot more recently. Possibly just to please me.
- Also I saw Penelope. Oh God, Christina Ricci is so beautiful. Reese Witherspoon didn't do as much as I thought she was going to do. But James McAvoy was great. And the whole thing was quite great. Except for a lot of the British people mysteriously having American accents. Oh well. Hurrah.
- People at the probation office still seem to think the most important thing they should tell me is who they're meant to be seeing. And seem really quite reluctant to give me their names. As if I'm just going to call the probation officer and say "Someone's here to see you. They're asking for you. COME QUICK". Not so much, people.
- I am reading posts and stuff. You might not be able to tell from the RADIO SILENCE.
- I'm still quite in love with the Johanna Reprise from Sweeney Todd. It's here. Only slightly because of the "Smoke, smoke! Sign of the devil, sign of the devil!" bit in the middle. I think I may have a parenthood kink. Not in an incestuous way. Sometimes in an incestuous way. It occurs to me that I never did do that kinks list, did I. Hmm.