Suki Has Gone Insane At Last

Grandad and I felt like having a Doug McClure phase so I jumped on Amazon and ordered a few cheap classics, plus another copy of Anaconda because our copy has spontaneously fecked up. So, while I was thinking about crappy films that I love anyway, I thought it was high time I experienced the joy of Shark Attack 3.


Me: What do you think, Grandad? They've got a box set of all three Shark Attack films for £3.98.

Grandad: What's it called?

Me: Shark Attack.

Grandad: Pardon?

Me: Shark Attack.

Grandad: What?

Me: Shark Attack!!

Grandad (appearing puzzled): What's it about?

Me: ... What do you think it's about?

Grandad: I don't know, do I? A shark and a cat?

Me: SHARK ATTACK, NOT A SHARK AND A ... Oh never mind.

kitty_poker1 and I have Gold tickets and we're very excited. I can't believe that after all this time, I'm actually going to see Nicky. I don't know why, but I didn't think it would ever happen. And not only do I get to see him, I get to speak to him and have my photo taken with him, and Kitty also gets the added bonus of scraping me off the floor afterwards.

October is going to be one hell of a month. Exam, The Hub 3 and now this. I may either explode or implode or a strange mixture of the two.

I hope this wasn’t a bad omen trying to tell me I’m going to fail my OU course, but while I was working on my assignment yesterday, sat at a table in my works staffroom, the ceiling came down on me. I got some odd looks when several people rushed to help me and I held my book aloft and declared, ‘My Frankenstein is all soggy!’

So what if I got hit on the head and had bits of ceiling in my bra, my essay notes all survived – and my Buffy mug.


In other news, had a very dodgy tummy today. In Sainsburys I bought potatoes, chicken, a carrot, and diarrhea tablets. As the check-out girl scanned the box of tablets last I pointed at them and said, 'Pudding.'

It's really no wonder people think I'm odd.

Right, back to my essay. Deadline is next week and I have 500 words I need to cut. Also, my Zero 1 album arrived!! HAL!!!!

Dear Indy, I will never pull a hamburger out of my handbag, so please stop looking at me like my mechanical pencil is responsible for crushing your soul.

Last night I dreamed that James Marsters was announced as a guest at The Hub 3. Am hoping this is a premonition, but must bear in mind I also dreamed I landed on Mars in a miniture caravan.

Open Uni assignment has given me a headache. I have serious doubts about my ability to complete this course.