if wishes were horses we’d all be eating steak

We have a new flatmate.

Clompy, YoYo, and Emilie all moved out a couple of weeks ago, and it was looking like we’d be only the four of us in the flat. Very nice it has been too – not having to worry that Clompy will be in the kitchen when we want it, just… generally knowing you won’t run into Clompy has made a world of difference actually! The flat is owned by the university, so we have no say (or warning for that matter) on who moves in, and today, a new girl arrived. Not exactly spoken to her yet, but she can’t be as bad as Clompy, can she?

Fingers crossed.

New review of “The Roses of Roazon” by Cherith Baldry over at Dark Meadow. Also a new rating system for books, details of which can all be found if you look in the sidebar of that blog.

Three little pieces of stuff for you before I go to read some more.

  • “If vitamins and exercise alone explain why Tom Cruise is so, um, knowledgeable and well-grounded, pass the Prozac.”
    – Chicago Tribune
  • It does make me laugh, when watching trailers on Apple, that British films are classed as “foreign”. Case in point, Asylum, which is as british as they come! It’s got Ian McKellan, Natasha Richardson, Hugh Bonneville for pete’s sake! And was written by Jullian Fellows! But still, ‘foreign’, which conjures up the image of subtitles and the like. Well, our accents are inpenetrable, aren’t they?
  • Ok, I’m a sucker for musicals. Loyd-Webber can do no wrong. So colour me all tingly when I rewatched the Rent trailer this morning.
  • There’s a penguin in the new Wallace and Grommit movie!

So that was four pieces, but the last one was small. If you don’t believe me, get your butt over to Moviefone and watch this clip (on the set prt 2).