*yawn* Packing, packing, packing. Jury week was so much fun. You know, after the jury itself, during which I got an uncontrollable twitch in my left leg while trying not to get my teeth smeared with really red lipstick and not fall off my spiked heels all over my gown. nnnnnng.
I dreamed this afternoon that siriaeve
came and cuddled with me. It was all very woobie. I do not miss the Siria at all, of course. :) Sadly, Trin, you were replaced by an Indian-looking woman talking about....something about a desert. Erg. She had a nose ring though! Okay now I'll have to find a bazillion caps of Hewlett's butt to appease you, won't I. ;)
Am itching to go next week and see the crazy Bettany as a murderous albino in DaVinci Code, but I promised my father we'll go together to mock Hanks' horrid new hair, so first I'll have to fly 12 hours to him. Yeepee.
I love Blackadder. Enough said. :D
And now I think I'll go and make a bazillion caps of Cillian Murphy in "Breakfast on Pluto". Am also sorely tempted to try and find a "Match Point" DVD in a reasonable prince. Night loves!