Hulk
Friday 13 June. 6:30pm. IMAX.
Me. Plus friend.
I used to watched the television series as a kid and liked that bit in the opening credits when Banner said to that guy who was investigating him, “Don’t make me angry, you wouldn’t like me when I’m angry.”
Grrrrh 
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Today
Today wasn’t a bad day. I didn’t have a lunch break at work, but I’d brought sandwiches to keep me going. My right eye was and is still itchy from hay fever, and my nose is slightly icky, but I’m not feeling too awful overall.
Walking home from the train station, I found myself walking behind a woman who had an amazing figure. She was wearing blue jeans and a lovely purple top. I envied her a little bit, but also stored that image as additional motivation to aim for my ideal figure.
As I passed the vet’s office a young black guy with an Afro paused at the end of the road in a red car, which was pumping out that classic tune: “Papa was a Rolling Stone”.
An hour ago I was watching this new reality tv show: Mary Queen of Shops, which featured Amanda, a woman who was running a clothes boutique aimed at fuller-figured women, though she seemed to look down on her customers because of their size. Mary, the fashion expert, had to re-educate her not to criticise her customers’ bodies and to think of them as normal women who aren’t catered for by the mainstream fashion industry. It was both sad and funny to watch that clueless woman making such a mess of things, selling the equivalent of tents and sacks to her curvy clientele.
Though she seemed to make a huge improvement by the end of the show, I still got the impression that she wasn’t totally sincere and that she may have been putting on a front, that she probably still felt that larger women were “sad” and “misshapen”. The whole thing made me wonder why she wanted to develop a business for that market, she would have probably been happier selling fitness clothing for size-zeros.
And in other news, a 3G version of the iPhone was announced today, but I still don’t want to buy one at this stage. Allow me to buy it sim-free, or open up availability to more than one UK network and I’d think about it seriously. In the meantime I’ve just bought a new Sony Ericsson K800i from Tesco (I know, but it was a good deal). It’s a great little phone with a very nice camera. Even my dad likes it, plus it was the official phone from Casino Royale…
And why did I feel okay today? I think it’s connected to the exercise that I did last night, but I’ll talk more about that tomorrow.
There is no spoon
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Beep
Ring Ring Ring by De La Soul
Spiderwebs by No Doubt
Telefunkin’ by N-Tyce
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In the Dog House
If you’re eating while you’re reading this sentence, you may wish to skip over the next paragraph.
I live a few roads away from a vet’s office, which I often have to pass on my way to the local high street. For a long time I would often notice the odd deposit of animal excrement near the entrance to the vet’s office, which made me wonder if either it was a natural consequence of the vet’s treatments, or if the animals were just literally scared shitless by the experience. A few weeks ago I remember seeing a nurse disposing of some poo, so it looks like a poo strategy is now in place.
Anyway, this morning I was approaching the vet’s office, and saw the vet’s nurse walking a cocker spaniel into the back entrance. The dog looked at me curiously, and the nurse had to pull on his leash to get him inside. Then a man walked past me carrying another cute doggy. This second dog met my eye as she* passed me, and I could see her unspoken wish to escape. I’d met a kindred spirit.
I wonder how she’s doing.
(*I don’t know really know if she was a female, but in my mind she was.)
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Crime Watch
At about 2:30pm I decided to take a break from work and venture down the road for a quick look at yesterday’s crime scene.
There were several news vans and various people hanging about a moderate distance away from the building, and a few of them looked at me as I passed. The ITN van had a parking fine notice attached to its windscreen (London’s hard-working parking inspectors in evidence).
Crime scene tape had been put around the entire base of the building, so I wondered how tricky it would be for the building’s residents to access their homes.
I decided to visit the cafe for the first time in a few weeks. The usual people were there. I got quite upset with a guy who made a joke out of the murder and then said that it wasn’t sad because this kind of thing happened all the time. In my opinion, murder is a tragedy, no matter how often it happens.
Later on I read the news reports about the case on the way home from work. Apparently the suspect was stalking the victim, whom he’d met at a local church. The girl and her family reported him to the police, but the authorities didn’t take action against him before this happened.
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UB40!
(Vid: Higher Ground)
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If I’d walked another way
I was just listening to the news randomly a few moments ago and heard the newsreader talking about a 15-year old girl murdered today in South London. I looked up at the screen and recognised the street, which is not very far from my workplace.
Her body was found at 3:45pm, and if I’d taken a particular route (which I often take at lunchtime) when I left work at 5:40pm I would have seen the aftermath, with the forensic teams and investigators. Instead I went straight home, oblivious to this tragedy on my doorstep.
The girl was wearing her school uniform at the time, and now I’m wondering if she went to the same school where I used to go, which is not far from there. She was stabbed at least 10 times, and the murder is not thought to be gang-related. A man in his 30s has been arrested. With just those facts you can imagine a possible scenario, but it’s just speculation.
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I’m Special
Brass in Pocket by The Pretenders
‘Cause I gonna make you see
There’s nobody else here
No one like me
I’m special so special
I gotta have some of your attention give it to me
This song was playing in my head today, don’t know why.
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Andromeda
Just a little while ago, while watching Clash of the Titans (1981), my father said to me that if he’d had his way I would have been named Andromeda. Or at least it would have been my middle name.
It’s an interesting name, but I’m not sure how much it would suit me. Or perhaps the name would have bestowed certain qualities on me, perhaps I would feel more like a princess. A princess who was due to be sacrificed due to her mother’s hubris, but a princess all the same.
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