I'm still at "Nanites were only in Star Trek when I was a kid. Now stunning Greek men can be professors in them. Cool."
Yesterday I also
- Went to Kilburn. It has one kebab shop for every ten straight men screaming at the rugby.
- Ate a Boots Prawn Mayo sandwich. It had anti-taste.
- Saw Transformers at the IMAX. Cried again ("Bumblebeeeeeeeeeee!" *sniff*). Oddly, nearly fell asleep, slightly hypnotised by the final fight on a really big screen. Fans of the film (and hey, who's not?) will be delighted to learn it's a different cut with lots of cool extra bits.
- Drank half a bottle of vodka. Which was supposed to be one last little drink when I got in. Hmmn. No hangover, but a vague feeling of self-loathing.
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Booze is evil - it took only 48 hours in London for me to transform from clean living country type to complete booze hound. I'd had so many "Hairs of the Dog" that the poor bloody dog was bald. And it's made me fat - so back to long walks and lots of time in the gym!
Ah - you've cleverly suggested that it's not my problem, but London's. Excellent.
No jokes about nanotechnology and, er, size? Come on, if he was hung like an Argos biro we should be told.
Lawks, no. He was Greek. Their statuary underestimates cruelly.
Statues... well, except that one of a rampant faun who was clearly the porn star of his day and whose equipment is in direct proportion to the extent to which eyes are apt to water...
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