Friday, September 29, 2006
I don't know if I have told you all yet, but I found a new religion a while ago.
Known as Pastafarianism, it has moved me greatly.
I too have been touched by his noodly appendage.
(It started as an open letter to the Kansas School Board after they decided that teaching evolutionary theory was against the law. For all your noodly information click here.)
at 4:53 PM
I only work at my weekday job for 12 hours a week. Two six hour days. Nothing really.
I get on fabulously with approximately 50% of my colleagues; I get on ok with approximately 25%; and I BARELY tolerate 25%.
Now this is probably the same ratio you would get anywhere, in any job. But this job involves 7 people, 8 including myself, so the interactions with the people I tolerate are more frequent than I would like.
In my previous blog I referred to one particular colleague as "X", which I will continue in this blog as it gives her some anonymity, but most people will know who I am talking about.
So today is the planning day for our team - I am in the office on my own while they all sit in the next room planning what needs to be done for 2007. (Rest assurred that I would rather be here writing this than in there bored shitless). X is running a training session on Tuesday and asked me to ring Subway and book the catering. I did all this and then I get the "Oh, you don't work Tuesday's do you" followed by a pathetic look. Knowing that she was wanting me to volunteer to fuck up my life just for her, I just said "No, I don't" and walked away. She then tried the "Oh but I don't know where it is" despite an address and clear directions. Regardless of how hard she tries, I am not splitting my days off just because she is a princess.
And then of course I am on the phone to mum, just launching into bitching about X and she walks into the room and I can tell that she heard me. Here come the repercussions.
God I'm a doofus.
at 3:21 PM
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Monday, September 25, 2006
I am slack and don't go to as many movies as I used to. I used to see several movies a week - I would have seen everything that was on at the cinema, sometimes several times. But alas I don't do that anymore, and I only end up seeing a movie when I am out on a date or catching up with a friend.
So Saturday night I saw "Talladega Nights: The Ballad of Ricky Bobby" which is a Nascar based comedy starring Will Ferrell and John C. Reilly. The key to movies like this is to go in expecting to see silliness. It was very silly and generally met all expectations - Will Ferrell is so willing to make an ass of himself on a regular basis, and he does it so well. In Talladega Nights he runs around in his off-white jocks, a racing helmet and white socks in a scene almost as funny as the nude scene in Old School.
John C Reilly is, as usual, fantastic as the loser best friend. John C Reilly rocks!
A surprising thing for me was just how funny Sacha Baron Cohen (Ali G) was as the bad guy - a gay French Nascar driver!!. I don't find Ali G funny at all - I don't mind some of his other stuff, but Ali G just shits me - yet he was great as an arrogant gay Nascar guy! Andy Richter (who used to be Conan's off-sider) plays his husband, a world renowned German Sheperd trainer who gets the dogs to do cheerleading pyramids.
The only really criticism of the movie I had was the editing/directing was a little hap-hazard. Sometimes it felt like it was chopping and changing, and not in an independent film edgy sort of way, but in a we let the work experience kid do the editing kind of way.
So there we go, my movie reviews will enthrall you all - stay tuned for the next one in about three months time!!
at 2:48 PM