The Sweet End of a Bank Holiday Weekend

My holiday bank weekend was very calm and relaxed. I ended up staying home for most of the time, with a few exceptional walks to Hyde Park (where I spotted Queen Amidala) and sojourns at the local swimming pool to break the routine. I finally finished reading Full Circle, by Peter Straub, and now I desperately want to buy the movie rights and write a screenplay based on it. This feeling was only compounded yesterday by watching House of Wax and realizing that I was born to be the new Master of Horror and teach all those idiots in Hollywood how to make proper scary films. Although I do have to say that it was hilarious to have scenes with Paris Hilton where the background music is going "she's a ho, what a ho..." And her death scene was also a classic - everyone in the theatre laughed. ;-P

Am seriously addicted already to Big Brother, which is pathetic really. Must fight the temptation to watch the live stream, as I do still have some dignity left in me. Consolation comes in the fact that none of the Sissys ever watched Big Brother and are also slowly getting sucked into the trash vortex. I'll know I've hit the bottom of the barrel when I enter a betting house and put a tenner towards Makosi. Triple-evil Big Brother? Scary, more likely.

Just ate a tuna baguette. Now I'm going to degust a canteen banana, then a pear, and catch up with the lives of my sweet cyber lemmings.