oh god 1970’s BBC special effects are the funniest things ever.
Eating food which hasn’t fully defrosted because you can’t bear to be in the kitchen with your annoying housemate any longer…
Getting paid when you had agreed to work for free…
Why bother running a picture agency when you don’t even put the photos that photographers send in online?
“I’m burning incense in the living room because they say it fends off the evil spirits in the house. I’m going to paint my room red too because the colour red is said to do the same thing”
Finally gave Dollhouse another go.
This time, instead of just forgetting to keep watching it, I got completely hooked. Have just finished it today, and ugh the killing curse of Whedon strikes again big time, of course.
In two weeks my brother is moving to Australia for a year.
He has just got himself a new girlfriend (as in they stopped being “just friends” yesterday).
He makes me look like the queen of great timing in comparison to him.