I forgot that it was Chinese New Year yesterday. It’s the year of the Dog don’t you know.
Fook all interesting has happened in the last few days, but this news story did made me larf. The Princess of Where? Whoops.
I did tweak the blog look slightly over the weekend. Whaddaya reckon? I took that lightning pic! Oooh get me.
You’d think that when you work for a paint company, you wouldn’t really have to deal with that many irate people. I mean, it’s only paint for crying out loud. But no… it’s eeediot central.
It’s seems there’s no end of morons out there who will happily spray their whole house before checking to see if is actually designed to go on the surfaces their putting it on. So that’s my fault apparently.
Some more examples:
“How do I remove paint?”
“Have you tried some… paint remover?”
“Oh, OK, thanks.”
“What’s 300 millilitres in imperial?”
“Oh, about half a pint off the top of my head, I think.”
“What?”
“Half a pint.”
“Hahaha, no in inches.”
“Millilitres?”
“Yes! Are you deaf?
“You mean 300 milli*metres* then?”
“Errr, yes.”
Twats.
Ok, Underworld Evolution then. It’s a better film than the first (not hard), but if you ask me who Viktor, Marcus, William and Michael are - I ain’t got a scooby. The effects at the start are jerkily dodgy too. Hmmm… 6/10 (five of which are because of the rubber troosers).
Note to self:
If there’s an Underworld 3, try to concentrate on the plot next time, rather than spending the whole film looking for a bit of Beckinsale camel toe.
Noooo, not Mike Baldwin’s factory in Corrie. I mean the film (well, Underworld - Evolution actually). I’m off to see it in a jiffy.
The original film was a complete load of old bobbins, so I can’t see this being any better. So why am I going?
Well…
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The only thing that ever bugged me was the whole email delete thing. Or, lack of it. Finally though… you can now vamoosh your email quickly and easily! Give me a shout if you need an invite or seven.
