How wee-eerd

Things that I have accomplished recently are both few and noteworthy, such things as they are. Things such as, finally fixing my blogs timezones. Expanding in the name of all things pretty and futile. Fiddling with blueteeth. Filling in a plethora of job applications. Oh, and finally watching Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.

Life in its ruthlesness means I shall comment on but two. The movie was by far the weirdest little smidgen I've viewed in a long long time, but couple Tim Burton and Roald Dahl and one should expect no less. The Oompa Loompas are perhaps scarier than their orange predecessors. Or is scarier. Who knows. I also admit to no longer being capable of dleivering an unbiased assessment of Depp's performances. The man is a genius. With slight hints of Jim Carrey here, but still a genius. How weird :-D Delightful really ;)

On job apps. I see not the point of applications that take me a good hour, only to be followed by a questionnaire with a preset pass style. Seems my somewhat honest answers did me no good, nor should they have. When creativity comes before commercial awareness, it was a matter of shooting myself in the foots, so to speaketh. But I could never put creativity a measly second. For then what would I be, but a fool repeating from the Book of 1000 jokes.

My brother starts uni soon now, those nasty little A-Lev results out the way as they be. Time for a little heave-ho and settling in new unexplored lands. Tired as I am of what is a wonderful but too ill-suited to myself little town, any adventure no matter how small must beat the same walk down the pleasant high street.

Danny Elfman sang! Eeeek! Oh gods I didn't do that, but it was wonderful! And as an Oompa Loompa no less ^_^

If to take thy lords name in vain is blasphemy, is it better to say oh gods?