I'm obviously not cut out for this "work" thing. Actually, that isn't true, I like work. I just don't like working for Axis. My body feels that if I go to bed before 3am the day is wasted. I miss the times when summer holidays meant sitting out in the garden and eating choc ices your grandad gives you. Instead of working this summer, I feel I should be doing this.
But alas, no, no running around fields for me, no raindrops on roses, not even any whiskers on kittens. And you can forget the warm woolen mittens too.
Therefore, seeing as I have to be awake to slave away for the MAN in 7 hours, I am eating cold stuffing and a block of cheese while listening to Elton John. Fantastic combination, and I'm sure he'd agree.
As my friend Amy's goal is to get me and everyone else more interested in foreign film (and she is succeeding) I just watched a film called "Priceless" with Audrey Tatou. Okay, not a hard hitting biopic on Hitler or a little girl who loses everything in her ravaged Communist country but is actually a fairy princess, or something happy and life-affirming like that, no. But just because no one dies with a pencil through the head, don't think that a French gold digger who seduces a hotel bell boy into loving her while having exhilarating adventures of her own isn't important. I liked it anyway.
So to sum, films that arn't made in Hollywood/the UK/English speaking countries I give the thumbs up. EXCEPT for "The Tin Drum". Jesus Christ. I could have gone forever without seeing that.
C'mon mate, the world just doesn't need a film where child-like dwarves are running around licking out their babysitters and breaking windows with their shrill screams. I am never eating sherbet again.
And please don't tell me you can't read subtitles because I'll just get angry and curse you for wasting the little brain 'God' gave you, and then you'll be in my Bad Books. That's right.
Speaking of the French.
Soko!
Ayez l'amusement en France mon cherie Amy.
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