Terminally Creative

Well, it's 3am on a Friday morning and I'm not asleep. No, I was sitting at the kitchen table cutting words out of the newspaper to make interesting and non-sensical sentences. I then turned to the real estate guide to make the biggest and best house imaginable out of pictures of ordinary houses. Both my creations are still sitting on the kitchen table waiting to be defiled by philistine housemates in the morning. 'Tis sad, but it is even sadder that I have to be up in time for breakfast in the city with a friend tomorrow morning. I hate early starts, but I suppose I should get used to them.

Will (housemate) and I watched V for Vendetta tonight. I saw it before at the cinema with Lucien (boyfriend) and thoroughly.. enjoyed is the wrong word. Rather, it stirred me. As a film, I liked the experience, but as a piece of culture or dare I say literature it was powerful. The story of Guy Fawkes was something I grew up with in Taiwan, and after having to delve so deeply into George Orwell's Nineteen Eighty-Four (I played Julia in a play version), it seemed to just mean something entirely deeper than any normal blockbuster-type film would. Plus Hugo Weaving gets major points for having such a sexy voice.

I forgot to eat dinner again tonight. I suppose it's something about living (practically) by myself. If I had Lucien here or friends constantly around to cook for, it would be something enjoyable. But althought I can see the point in cooking nutritious food for myself, I really can't be bothered. Tonight was half a cheeseburger, a glass of juice and some celery smeared with peanut butter. Healthy. I tried to make some pancakes, which resulted in setting off the smoke detector.. at 2am. Not a great idea when there are sleeping people who have to wake up in 3 or 4 hours.

Oh, and I have to share this - it kept me amused all day. Richard Cheese coupled with cheeky, childish animation is definitely a winner.