Diary of an up and coming sociopath

It’s not been a particularly eventful day, but it’s probably for that reason that I’m feeling the need to do an update right now. That, and there are a couple of things I need to remind myself about.

The main one is that I might conceivably have found a job for the Summer. Josh and Sam have referred me to the providers of their jobs, and it’s quite likely I could get in at C&G with them. It’s quite a cushy assignment, and if it works out then I’ll be quite pleased. Not so pleased at being there 9-5, but for the cash I reckon I can handle it for a few weeks at least ;-)

Earlier, I had to decide between taking Nikki to see “Wrong Turn” or “Bruce Almighty” tomorrow. On the one hand, there’s a film with the man who was in the greatest comedy of our time, “Dumb and Dumber”. And was also in “The Cable Guy”. On the other hand, there’s Eliza Dushku, the hottest female to come out of Buffy, in a straight horror film about inbred cannibals. It was a hard decision, but the fact that horror films are rarely scary for me, coupled with the fact that inbred cannibals and Eliza Dushku appeals to me, rather than Nikki, meant I decided to treat her to Bruce Almighty. I say “treat”, it has the potential to be pretty sophomoric, though I’m quite amused at the premise. I’ll see how it goes tomorrow.

Last night I had another dream. I’ve been remembering quite a few recently, which isn’t entirely unusual, I tend to have brief periods where I remember lots. This last one involved Josh and I going to the comic shop in Stratford to pick up our new comics, and Josh having £240 worth to pick up. Plus a £60 limited edition Spawn figure (”the Redeemer”) that he was trying to leave until Christmas, but he was made to buy. At first, we thought his box of comics was the weekly shipment. I bought my normal stuff, plus Lenore #10 for Nikki, which had a blue cover.

By comparison, last night Tom dreamt Bedbugs were going to cut off his skin so they could take all of his blood.

And, well, that’s about all for today. We went to Tescos, as ever. We watched Big Brother, as ever. Nikki did revision and I contemplated the ceiling, deep in procrastination. Now I’m being aurally assaulted by Macy Gray on the Graham Norton show. Such pain. I’m wondering if it’s a good thing that I’m looking forward to the Friday 5 because it’ll give me a chance to rant and ramble, possibly both. There really should be more exciting things ;-)