Day before the day before the weekend

Mutterings continued.

Dins with TUS last night was most pleasant. Poor Rob was late thanks to a broken thingie on his bike.

Lunch today with Kim at Secret Squirrel. Parts of my life have taken a turn for the fuck-it-all, so I had a good old whinge, bitch, moan etc and felt validated. Thanks Kim! *smooch*

And while I'm in a cussin' mood - friend at work and I were discussing the more irritating aspects of Microsoft and very real need for a "just fuck off!" key on the keyboard - for use when Word insists on bringing up a panel on the right third of your page to tell you you've copied some text and it's on the Clipboard, or opening up documents in the stupid Reading layout.

"Sir Ian leads renaissance of a great British tradition

Dominic Cavendish reports on the boom in 'posh pantos'"

"Exclusively available online from Guardian Unlimited - A half-hour of all-new drivel from Ricky Gervais, Stephen Merchant and Karl Pilkington." "I've seen him blossom from an idiot into an imbecile."

The Times's review of King Kong. Five stars! "What we are left with is an outstanding film imbued with childlike wonder, both at the mysteries of human intimacy and at the seemingly limitless possibilities of the medium."