Nothing tops off an exciting day at work quite like spending your afternoon compiling a list of the most suicidal countries in the world. Poor Lithuania.
Feminism is dead, and from the corpse grows VH1’s “Megan Wants A Millionaire” in which various middle aged men with net worths over $1,000,000 fight for the hand of bikini-skank Megan Hauserman. The only way this could be better is if they’d stuck to the original name – “Trophy Wife”.
I’m debating which is worse – the dead-zone, “it’s controversial therefore it’s funny”, gay-face, sub-Rory Bremner level of celebrity satire inanity of “Bruno”, or the empty, loud, louder LOUDEST, incoherence in place of plot and action, Megan Fox vector of “Transformers 2 : Again Some More”.
Animal Collective, Fight Like Apes and Blancmange through my ears one after the other today have officially persuaded me that it actually is summer now. Hooray! That and Snickers Ice Cream bars. And it never ever being dark.
Ravi having a branyeurism in Hollyoaks is amazing. You wouldn’t ave thought he could act any more… Ravi. But he can!
