Dead Set is amazing. It's Big Brother with zombies and everybody must watch it.

I had a dream once about the zombie apocalypse. It's the only dream I've ever had that has felt like it's lasted for days, which convinced me that it wasn't a dream and that life as I knew it really was over. But I lasted for days before I woke up, and even then I didn't wake up because I was eaten, it was just because my alarm went off. So I'm quite confident that when that day does come, I'll get by ok.

But I'm getting a little paranoid about it now, because I can't stop making mental preparations. I'm beginning to feel sure that there's going to be an outbreak while I'm in London.

Also, I just lost the game again damnit!

Lot of sleepless nights recently, and difficulty eating. Which if you knew me, would seriously worry you. And walking around with this big stupid smile plastered over my face, even though that's the reverse of how I should be reacting to. It can only end in trouble. But I'm chilling out maxin relaxin this week, gwanin off to meet some friends and catch up on old times, and seeing a band and stuff, not doing my homework or learning my songs. So should be a cool kinda week.

And finally, I decided that I want to be an astronaut. So you'll be hearing some more about that in the future I reckon

Wow. Picture this. You're on the best online comic in the world, xkcd, when you chance upon this strip, entitled 'Listen To Yourself':



Now imagine, barely a fortnight after that particular panel was released, that you venture onto the youtube and happen upon an 'Audio Response' button in the comment box.

Youtube

I almost had a heartattack of awesome.


In other news, I can't move my neck, I have many strange circular bruise all over my limbs, and I'm half deaf. No, I'm not having a stroke. I went to a Glamour of the Kill gig last night and had a freaking awesome time, they were even better than last time. And discovered a new band! The Hotel Ambush. Man, I love the music scene in South Wales. Or, as I like to call it, Old South Wales.


Lordy, Christmas is coming and it's terrifying. I do not enjoy singing Christmas carols in September. But Halloween is also coming, which means brand new cinema! Woohoo. Although that means I'll soon know what it feels like to go to the pictures alone.

Yo ho, me hearties! I haven't been able to get this song out of my head all day. So I thought I'd share.

Okay, normally I don't enjoy reposting memes, but this one isn't one of those generic Q&As and I can actually waffle on a bit, so I'll give it a bash. Jacked from cleolinda (who, by the way, I am a massive fangirl of).

So, I need to come up with 10 things that probably only I have done. Here... we... go.
( Wanna know how I got these scars? )


Another fun fact about me: I don't pronounce my own name correctly.


And in world news, J. K. Rowling won her case again the Lexicon! The world didn't end! (Well, not for another couple of weeks at least.) And I discovered free podcasts, and my disk space has been decreasing ever since...

I mean, do you have to look so fucking depressed all the time?



I think the Houses of Parliament should hold a fancy dress party. Now that would be awesome beyond words.

And the state of the nation isn't so bad. You just believe too much you read in the Sun, Mr Brown. If I was a Cabinet Minister, things would be so awesome. We'd be the happiest nation ever. I mean, in a country where the MPs skip and give their colleagues cake, what could ever go wrong?

Re: The Dark Knight. I've so far managed to get 2 days past the UK release date (a week and a half or so past the US one?) without picking up any major spoilers. I've heard so little about Two-Face it's unreal, to the point of not knowing if he's even in it. I mean, obviously Harvey Dent is in it. (If you dont want to know who Two-Face is, don't highlight.) I'm not complaining though, the less I hear about the plot the happier I am as far as I'm concerned.

But I'm going a little bit bat crazy. To the point where I have a Batman logo T-shirt, a Batgirl T-shirt, a pair of bat earrings, a pair of Batman knickers, 3 badges, a bag, 2 Joker posters, a Batman poster and a 3D Dark Knight poster. The Burton/Schumacher box set. And the Batman Begins/Gotham Knight box - the play.com exclusive with a USB with movie stills.

And also, the OMG BAT LIVING IN MY ROOF.

Well. It may not be a bat. It might be some sparrows, or a rat, or a demon waiting to posess me (see 'Come Closer' by Sara Gran). If it's a bat, we aren't even allowed to move it because it's endangered. How badass is that? A bat living in my room?

Finally, Austria was awesome. In a few words: sunburn, beer, singing, hot choir/army/photographer guys from other countries, awesome graffiti (who knew?!). Good times. Except for the stupid costume. And the choir that had a song that was 7 minutes of fart noises.