girlofprey

So, apparently the hotass Richard Fish scientist from A Town Called Eureka is being shunted out for...I don't know. Someone prettier. My vaguely irritated rage knows no bounds. Hmph.

My dad is talking about taking us all to Chester Zoo this Saturday (me, mum and Jack). Which is swish apart from the fact that it's apparently near the border of Wales? An incredible distance away, surely. But I might get to see a wolf finally, so it's vaguely exciting. My Super Ex-Girlfriend is released on Friday, and I've heard that it's terrible, but I still want to see it for rubbish superheroes, Supervillain!Eddie Izzard and Uma Thurman being pretty and going crazy (which is all I really need in a film), and Play.com informs me that my order of Doctor Who Volume 4 (with the Toby and Beast and whatnot) has been posted, and so should be here by Saturday. And suddenly my plan to sit in my bedroom, lock the door and WATCH THE HELL out of Veronica Mars Season 2 seems like a less than feasible one. Hmm.

I was sane at work today. It was so nice.

Anyway. Mostly I am not making art or watching Supernatural, and I am so out of the loop it hurts. But I do have kittens. And here they are, finally.

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And I want an ice-cream ball. MAKE IT HAPPEN NOW.