We live in a beautiful world...

...and thanks to Anna for introducing me to the Garden State soundtrack. Hurrah!

Holy hell, I'm bored. Spent most of this morning working, then had lunch and just couldn't face going up to that horrible old computer and carrying on something that I'm giving up as soon as I can, anyway. Damn yeast and damn freshwater plants.

Anywaaaayyy, I know that technically I'm trying to avoid this being my BBM venting area, but...I have heard tell that there is going to be a 2-disc version of Brokeback Mountain coming out in January! Eeeeeeeeeeee! There hasn't been much information so far, but the general concensus is that disc 2 will contain lots of lovely extras that weren't included on the original version (i.e. Deleted scenes). So hurrah. I just hope it's all true.

Moving on, um...muh. I've been very lazy today, although I did have an excellent day yesterday; I met up with Anna and Megan and went to see The Devil Wears Prada, which was excellent. And afterwards we went back to Anna's house, ate pasta and pesto, watched Scrubs ('My Drug Buddy', containing one of my favourite Dr Cox moments EVER, but we'll come to that later), and played...what was it called? Buzz? Some kind of music Playstation 2 Game that I was completely crap at, despite knowing quite a few of the answers.

And me and Anna went through squeeing fits at a poster for The Last Kiss, and Jake Gyllenhaal (in brooding, black hat, saying-goodbye-to-Ennis-but-holding-in-emotions cowboy mode) on a poster for...was it Sky Films? I'm not sure. And we laughed at Megan comparing the cinema to an airport, because it had escalators.

And there was a lot of SSSSHHHing outside, and damn Anna, she made me hysterical in a crowded public place.

And and and and and. I could go on. But the funniest moment by far was this:

[The Scene - Anna fiddles with the hi-fi, trying to get the Garden State CD to work. On top of the hi-fi is a DVD for Nightmare on Elm Street.]
Me: Hey, is that Johnny Depp?
Anna: [immediately looking around] WHERE???

So hum diddly hum diddly. I should go now; I'm not in a very creative mood. It's odd; sometimes I'm like Cassandra Mortmain and the words just come without me having to try, and sometimes I'm...not. Like today.

Farewell..