Don’t forget to watch the Bearded Ladies doing their ‘Speeding’ thing tonight on C4 at 11.30.
Late in this morning, as tubes were delayed due to a body on the line, then I was nearly hit by a bus. Not to diminish the seriousness of someone being killed, but for a second I though ‘maybe I wasn’t almost killed by a bus, maybe it went through me like in that advert, and it turns out the first body on the line was mine, and actually I was dead’. So I ran up and down Oxford Street shouting ‘Poke me!’ and eventually someone did* and we could acertain that I was actually mostly alive, which was good.
So I’m up London, GWing away like a good ‘un. Pulled an all-nighter (always wanted to say that) over at Vic and Rob’s (producers’) house Monday night. Wrote bits of script, drank beer and sent out for a takeaway and everything. Oh, and we looked up creationist websites very late at night, just for fun. I was worried about leaving Rob with them, in case his simple brain was fuddled by their complex arguments of Just Because, All Right?, but I was very tired, and went to bed to read my New Avengers comic in which Spider-Man fights a dinosaur. Spider-Man is bemused as the reader by this, which is nice.
I actually thought the whole 'hey it's getting late, why don't you stay the night' thing was a pretext for Vic and Rob getting me drunk and sexing me up, but nothing happened. That I remember. I do remember the bed I slept in had a very princessy bit of netting over it, with coloured stars and things, which I liked. I might order one of those when I get back to Cornwall.
Saw Agent Ginny for the first time since her holiday, which was with a war correspondent on the Pakistan/Afghanistan border. Two weeks of running from men with guns. I tried to look jealous, but couldn’t really do a convincing job of it. Anyway, she’s in one piece, which is good, and is fixing me up with more film script meetings while I’m up here, which is clearly more important.
GW2 going well, just trying to piece together an ending that stands up to the ending of series 1. I think we’re getting there, but lots to do yet.
And I saw Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy, which I quite liked, but was distracted by the astonishing beauty of that Zoey Bechemal** (whatever) bird who plays Trillian, who at first I found slightly annoying, and then a second later realised that my annoyance came from the fact I was totally in love with her, and her amazing eyebrow control skills (I rate that very highly in a woman, which is partly why I miss Twin Peaks so much - all the birds on that had top eyebrows, did you notice?). But yes, I rather think I love her. Ori has pointed out that she's not actually a real person, but an actress playing a fictional character. To be honest, I didn't really understand her point.
*Not really, obviously.
**'Zooey Deschanel'. Now I've google-imaged her, and I've decided I only like her with black hair, but I don't think it'll be a problem.