So, it's another quiet day in the office. Not so much for me, as I have several viewing appointments in my diary, but I am feeling particularly sorry for my colleagues who are office bound and wallowing in boredom. Some days the phone just doesn't ring, and some days it rings off the hook, and today is one of the former, unfortunately. I have just amused myself, while I am here in the office, by eating a smelly packet of spicy Wotsits. And now I blog for your dubious viewing pleasure.
I watched Spiderman 3 last night, on my own, with the end of a large bar of dairy milk. It was OK, but kind of a disappointment after how great the previous two films were. Tobey Maguire's face is kind of odd as well, he is getting a bit hamstery.
I went to the cinema the night before to see Stardust, which I absolutely adored beyond adoration into the realms of the psycho fan who might actually go and see it a second time... And on Sunday, the night before that, Rachel came around and we watched Lady in the Water, which gave me nightmares. There is a large evil wolf dog in it called a 'Scrunt' which terrified me. It hides in the long grass, lying in wait, and its back is covered in grass so you can't see it. The only way to tell that it's there is to hold up a mirror to it and you will see it's red eyes in the mirror. See what I mean!? It's giving me shivers just writing about it. I think it touched a bit of a nerve because it is very similar to the wolf Gmork in the Neverending Story, which made me scream out loud and jump out of my seat when I first watched it.
If I talk about this any more I am not going to be able to sleep tonight.
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