The Importance of Being Idle

Picasso Visita El Planeta De Los Simios

Ahhhhhhh, another wonderful day with my babe. Shame it's only one day a week (at the moment! Be her birthday soon and then I get her for a whole week! And then later still she moves in!), but I'll take a little slice of heaven where and when I can find it!
She was pretty late getting here last night, crazy traffic jams, but once we'd had dinner we headed off down the Dragoon for a few drinks, and bloody hell can we spend money. Just two of us, but somehow we managed to spend over a tenner a round! Admittedly at least half of that was my fault (double vodka and cranberry juice is my tipple of choice these days), and Ronnie has these mad cocktails she invents as she goes along, although the vodka, gin and bacardi one was actually pretty nice. When we were suitably tipsy (and more importantly when the pub closed) we wandered home, and collapsed in bed to watch To Wong Foo, Thanks For Everything Julie Newmar, which had somehow come up in conversation during the evening.
After a leisurely breakfast in bed this morning, we went into town lookin' for materials to redecorate the bathroom, and managed to choose a paint colour that is entirely unlike any of the colours we'd discussed during the week, but which I still think will look really nice. And we mooched around the charity shops too, although we didn't really find anything exciting there. And as per usual, all too quickly it was time for her to go...
This evening I've watched a few more episodes of Firefly (War Stories is the only one to have disappointed me so far. Not because of what was in it, not at all, just that I was half-expecting a darker turn when Wash has to confront his tormentor, but that didn't happen...so maybe it's unfair to be disappointed by that), and I'm kinda watching Tim Burtons "re-imagining" of Planet of the Apes which... there are some interesting things in there (actually I think there are lots of interesting things in there, and the movie was worth making just to get Charlton Heston to do his anti-gun rant!), and there is a lavishness that only Tim Burton can bring to these things but somehow it still manages to be less than the sum of its parts. Still, nobody's perfect eh?
Don't ask me where Picasso gets into this though, cos I don't know.

posted by BadMonkey @ 9:22 PM