Raindrops keep falling on my head

[skylarking]

Horrible, horrible weather today. Driving rain and general yuck. That's what I love about British weather, one day it's beautiful and you think summer has arrived and the next it chucks it down and it feels like November. Keeps you on your toes it does.

I went to the theatre last night, my aunt and I went to see an adaption of a Robert Ranking book. It was good fun, every time I go to the theatre I think I should go more often. The best part was that Robert Rankin was there in the audience! He lives in Brighton and the theatre company must have invited him along. At the beginning of the second half he got on state. The first scene was set in a pub and he walked on and ordered a pint and everyone in the audience was like "Yeaaaaahhhh!!" :)

So there's a new wiggly worm chomping it's way through the internet then? Apparently it makes your computer reboot suddenly and without warning and makes your connection slow down for no reason...but mine has always done that...

So the big news of the moment is Dom at the Van Helsing premier. I think he looked a bit worn out. Obviously he's not feeling himself or he'd never have worn that jacket.
*heh*
Come to me my lovely and I'll take care of you *dances round sing the song the snake sings in Jungle Book to hypnotise the little boy (can't remember his name, Mogely?) 'Come to meeeee, come to meeee'*

And who do you think will be the first to comment on the fact that you can still see those marks on his writs? - wrist cuffs ahoy
Maybe it's been me!! If I hear one more "Gosh I hope he's not, like, hurting himself cos that would be the worst" I'm going to shoot myself, or die lauging, or something.

When did that paragraph suddenly become a rant? Sorry!

Trying to end on a positive, non ranting note...Ooh! new quote:

You can't really be strong until you see a funny side to things - Ken Kesey

Amen!

Comments

[chancecaught.livejournal.com]

Obviously he's not feeling himself or he'd never have worn that jacket.

LMAO. tru dat, my friend.

I didn't notice the marks (then again, I never did until someone pointed them out to me) but I agree, I'm not a fan of the conversation that surrounds the puppy's wrists. Unless you're discussing licking them. Then that's okay.

And English weather must be like Maryland weather, it was super hot over the weekend, now we're back in the high 50's. Crazy.

[noveltyspoons.livejournal.com]

I'm concerned about his apparent lack of style.

The awful jacket.

The awful pin-stripey weird pants.

Dom, Love, you need us to help you dress. And undress.