Well, i woke up this morning and little George was still there, clinging to his branch, looking even shittier, more tired and crankier than yesterday, so i stood and chatted to him before i went to work, excited at the prospect of looking after him when i got home.
BUT, when i got back from work, i was informed that Moe Bundy had stalked and eaten my little fluffy new friend. All my dreams of being a heroic resucer have flown out the window. So currently i am wallowing in my own self pity, and shooting daggers at the cat, who really doesnt seem to give a damn.
ANYWAY. Saw Superbad last night with Himself, and i must say, it was fucking brilliant.
It was co-written by Seth Rogan who is just, oh. GOD, fantastic. I will definatly be in line for any movie he writes, directs or produces, he is great. I loved 40 year old virgin and Knocked Up, just cos of him, but SuperBad surpasses
Not to mention he had a KILLER mo' during the flick too.
Plus, i have sort of a celebrity crush on him. I do love a good celebrity crush, i havent had one since the days of Taylor Hanson, My GOD i loved Taylor Hanson. So, Seth Rogan, he's got this sort of presence around him, that makes me swoon. If he rocked up on my doorstep with a bunch of flowers, i'd bang him in a second.
SO Superbad was basiclly tale of two buddies and the lengths they go to for a shag. Set the night of their graduation party, it had some of your uaual teen movie elements, but not forced, or obvious. It was clever, funny, and kept me giggling throughout the whole damn thing. It was comic genius.
Anyway. I think it's time for tea.
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