I had about 3 hours sleep last night filled with that back to work dread that occurs every Christmas holiday (except last year when I was out of a job and had many many many lazy lie ins to look forward to) so I did what everyone should do when they can't sleep and downloaded Clueless onto my iPod. And an audiobook too, just to see if I can be one of those people on the Victoria line nodding and laughing to myself on the commute home. Although this is the Victoria line we're talking about, anyone laughing or nodding to themselves is likely to be a crackhead.
I missed the start of Celebrity Big Brother last night, although I did catch Sisqo rolling out the Thong Song. I felt so sorry for the little man. I might actually watch this series just in case Bass Hunter (who I thought would be uber chav but is actually very scandinavian and buff) comes out with any more crackers to top "i'm going to touch bass, then go hunting"
Umm, okay then Jonas.
Another little uttering of awww was for Nicola T. I worked on Wags Boutique many a time ago now, and Nicola was actually quite lovely compared to a few brats who appeared on the show. This was also the show I was working on when the shopkeeper next door pushed me onto the pavement and snarled at me to fuck off and then I was prodded by the ice queen series producer to go apologise to him. Nicola T led the gaggle of WAG's at telling him to leave me alone. So, kudos to her.
Other kudos go to Davina for channeling her inner King Kong on national television. You go gurlfren.
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