I don't really blog much anymore. Mainly because I'm to busy being with Naomi and have no reason to actually go online or because I'm stupidly tired from working (only three more days to go.)
So, as of late I've become incredibly addicted to bejewelled. So much so that when I close my eyes I can see it. :| Scary.
Anywho, it's starting to smell pretty nice in here. That's a plus. It's also incredibly random, sorry.
We wanted to do something last night but couldn't think of anything interesting to do (being that the only thing you can do is go out and get drunk which is just pretty boring when it comes down to it and the other drunken idiots engender a murderous rage in us both most of the time.)This being the case we went to Blockbuster and rented "Inside I'm dancing." which, I didn't really want to see but Naomi's wanted to for a while.
It was ok for what it was. It just wasn't a "film". Something that gets to me about films made over this side of the pond is a tendency to have no real confidence in the film, sometimes with just cause, and therefore make it so it's acceptable for T.V. broadcast if it doesn't get picked up as a "real" film. And that's the thing that I didn't like about it. It was just like watching a T.V. drama which is fine in its self, but as a "film" it just falls short of full-filling what it is. For what it was, though, it was ok.
Speaking of T.V. drama, "Lost"? Really, I don't get what all of the hype is about. It's just a typical american show but there's not even anything out of the ordinary to it. Maybe the story gets more interesting as it goes along, but the way it's shot is far too bland and the characters are really poor. I can't tell whether this is the fault of the actors themselves or just the material they've been given but they're all pretty run of the mill performances either way.
OK, back to the story. So after we went to Blockbuster I went crazy and bought myself a McDonalds just to feel like I'd bought myself something I didn't want or need to make it feel like a treat or something. I dunno, it's been a while since I've had money and I didn't feel guilty for spending £3.50 on myself or whatever it was.
I don't think much else of interest happened. By then I was really tired and my memories from there are pretty hazy at best.