Friday, January 12, 2007

Films about planes upon which there are snakes does wonders for one's career

A promo ad for Attack of the Clones was just on TV. Am highly amused Samuel L Jackson, aka Mace Windu (yes?) was billed ahead of Hayden Christensen, aka Incredibly Annoying Baby Darth Vader and Ewan McGregor, aka Acceptably Hot Obi Wan Kenobi. Don't worry, Ewan, you'll always be number 1 in my book.

Watched the first Pirates today. The knowledge that Norrington is Steve from Coupling slightly tainted the movie for me, more so than knowing that Legolas cut and dyed his luscious blonde locks for the role. Or is that the other way around? Speaking of the cast, did you know that Keira Knightley played the decoy queen in The Phantom Menace? I went looking for pictures because I didn't believe it (hence the horrific discovery that she is practically EXACTLY THE SAME AGE AS ME), and now that I've seen some I still don't believe it. Am now tremendously pissed off that Phantom Menace was on last week, instead of my previous position of being tremendously pissed off that it was on at all.

Bindi Irwin frightens me. She's like a robot. And is it really appropriate to make celebrities out of small children?

I should probably go to bed. I came home from the beach early in order to pack and generally organise my life, and apart from getting up early to put the recycling out, and being a taxi driver for a few hours, I've done shit all today. Meaning I've got a crap-load to do tomorrow, hence I'll have to get up early, hence I should be asleep RIGHT NOW in order to achieve my required 12 hours of rest.

Keira Knightley is my age

In fact, she is just a few days younger than me. This does not give me self-esteem issues. At all.

People born in my year appear to be precociously successful, or at least get in quick on the adult things. For example, Mary's Friend Who Is A Day Younger Than Me has been married now for over a year. My cousin's cousin who is 2 months younger than me has also been married now for several months (and I just found out her 18 year old sister has moved in with her boyfriend ... ahem). Even M-Dawg who I'm not sure has a name here but shouldn't be too hard to figure out is talking marriage, and he was born just a month after me. Of course, out of all the people listed above, I'm the only one with a university degree (conveniently ignoring the Lizard, who is qualified and employed), and I was a year late with that. And I'm yet to have a friend aged 21 who is knocked up (ignoring N-Money, who we didn't know until what she was knocked up with was well and truly born; speaking of which, G-Money makes a scarily good father. He's all fatherly and stuff, and O-Money calls him 'Daddy'), or owns a house. Because our favourite Wife of a Glazier was born the year before me.

In other news, I hate Hilary Duff. I am even more strongly opposed to her sister. However, I am all for Hugh Jackman and Kate Winslet.

Which was of course relevant in so many ways.

Now I must go and do my washing, before sitting down to some rubbish TV, as I am home alone until tomorrow and have no friends. I did spend the morning ferrying around my brother and his female attachment, as he generously decided to write off his car on Saturday. We went and visited it at the wrecker's. It was sad. I would be too, if someone wrote me off.

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