:: Countdown to a Soaking ::
Things aren't looking great for tonight. It's the technical rehearsal for Twelfth Night and the intermittant showers are not encouraging. The office has excelled itself on the dullness front over the past two days - no flashing my crack at the watercooler...
My life was brightened up, however, by the fact that Lame Academy is set to (dis)grace our screens once more, or rather that the producers of the show could be in trouble:
move to highgate, save the world |
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seeing as endemol may have forgotten to get an ents licence for the fame academy house this time round. when they do apply, please feel free to turn up at the magistrates and appeal against one being granted. |
leguape, 13:04 22/7 |
In :: Blog news ::, it's fantastic to see that Taxloss has updated his site at last - and also to note that Hypatia has moved in with him. Looks like we're one step closer to being one bloggy happy family. Quite how he manages to turn mundane office life into a sci-fi fantasy is beyond me, but maybe that's why he's virtually finished his novel and I haven't ever got beyond the first page...
It's the final week of Pet Food purgatory, so I should offer a final salvo of insane animal-related links. First up this week: Chairman Meow appears to be a ghost written ex-pat cat's view of Shanghai. I can't vouch for the sanity of the author, but it captivated me for a lunchbreak.
As I prepare to trudge about in a silly jester costume, a martyr to Shakespeare and the elements, my mind (and browser) is drawn to frivolity, pranks and those dumb Americans. I'd forgotten that in the US no-one bothers to check your signature for card transations. Here is proof that you can sign your receipt as Jesus and get away with it. Yay for the free market!
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