So I quite fancy writing this blog as I’ve done a fair bit today but I’m being distracted by Richard Herring on my other monitor talking about a car-washing place called “The Hand Job Centre”. He’s already been through my favourite joke of his that I’ve seen about how potatoes should be called apples of the sky in accordance to the French calling potatoes apples of the ground. Though his routine about the t-shirt slogan “Give me head until I’m dead” tickles me quite a bit too. Oh, and now he’s gone on to his gullible routine.

I should probably stop talking about Richard Herring and talk about the fun I’ve had today but as the title says, he’s distracting; the bastard.

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So I went into town today, where it was ridiculously busy; apparently it’s half term so that might account for some of the people there. There were also plenty of guys milling around the many flower stalls that were out and about on the streets, and the large queue in Thornton’s was practically exclusively male. Can you tell it’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow?

I’m all “bah, humbug” with Valentine’s Day as I just think it’s an excuse for card companies to make money. If you love someone you should show it every day, not just on one day a year. Alick already knows he’s not getting anything and I’m not expecting anything in return. It saves money, especially considering prices for things like flowers and chocolates, not to mention restaurant reservations, go up to ridiculous levels.

Despite the ridiculous prices though, I did actually buy some flowers today. I got four bunches of daffodils for £2 and a bunch of red tulips too. We kinda needed them in the house considering the last ones we had we got before Christmas and they hadn’t been changed since. I think I got too many daffodils though as some of them didn’t fit in the vase so I improvised and now I have a pint of them on my shelf. They’re starting to come out too. Yay!

Ok, it took me too long to write that last bit. Richard’s rambling on about, actually, I don’t even wanna say what about; the idea, while totally hilarious, is not something I think appropriate to repeat.

Probably worth noting that I walked all the way into town and back. Urgh, I just tried to go on to Google Maps to see how far that was but it appears that the Internet is down. I’ve tried everything conceivable that might get it working again but it the modem is indicating that there’s a sync error so it looks like it’s a problem with Virgin Media. For some reason I’m not surprised. Anyway, I reckon I walked about five miles there and back.

I only mention that cos I did some more walking later on when I headed to the cinema with Tiffany and Alicia to see Juno, but that didn’t happen as the screening we were going to see was full, plus the queue was ridiculously long just to buy tickets; damn Orange Wednesdays. So yeah,we got there and walked straight back so that’s about another mile and half by my estimation. I think it’s safe to say that my feet hate me right now.

Ah, I love Richard. He makes me smile and giggle with his satire. He’s talking about stupid people, emergency services and Bo Selecta.

Right, I’ll get on to the final thing so I can go on with watching Richard without being interrupted. I made a box theatre today for my animation module at uni. I have to make two e-cards and I can’t remember if I wrote about them before so I’m gonna write about them now. I’ve decided to do them for Australia Day and St. Patrick’s Day and have characters acting out a poem I’ve written so yeah, I’ve got their stage built with a couple of essential props - a bush and a tree - and someone lined up to do a voice-over for one of them (thanks Blake). Now all I need to do is create the characters, which I want to run past Catherine tomorrow to see if she reckons they’re a good idea.

Oh, and now the Internet’s back so I can actually post this. Yay.