I Would Like To Buy A Hamburger

Mmm... hamburger...

No, I haven't turned into Homer Simpson (what do you mean, I already did years ago?), I'm just excited about watching my new DVD of The Pink Panther tomorrow! That's one more off the list then... I've got to be careful, otherwise they'll all be crossed off by Christmas and it'll be one boring start to 2007... anywho, you're probably wondering why I haven't watched it already (what do you mean, you're not?). Read on, dear friends, and I shall reveal all...

This week at work has been tough. The temperature here in (literally, not sarcastically) Sunny England reached an annoying 36 Degrees C around midweek. Now, as you all know, I don't fare well in the heat. In fact, I melt. Seriously, like a big Mr. Whippy (easy target) I just fold like a deck of cards and collapse muttering "Water... water..." This happened on Tuesday, and resulting heat stroke symptoms lead to Wednesday at home, playing PlayStation and recovering by not moving very much (I know, poor me... what do you mean, it's all I'm good at?). Back on Thursday, though, and Friday was a tiring end to the week, with added Tesco run at the end of the day. But I did get my new DVD, so I'm not moaning (much)!

And now, refreshed and dressed in semi-smart clothing (thanks to Matt, my new Gotham City Police Department S.W.A.T. shirt is getting lots of use), it's the weekend and I'm so thankful! The fantasticly fantastic Kate and Sandra are due in a few hours for some jolly nice tea and cake in the now-back-to-normal jolly nice English weather (thunder storm, heavy rain, dark skies), and Kate requires enlightening in the ways of 24: Season Three, so I wave goodbye to my DVD boxset... it's like a scene from an old black and white film: I'm on the platform, the train pulls away, the picture of Jack on the box is leaning out the window... what do you mean, I'm incredibly sad and pathetic? And then Mum and I are saving The Pink Panther for tomorrow, in case of further rain or heat causing incapacity. It all works out in the end...

Oh, I almost forgot a caption for the picture up there. Something along the lines of "New Yoga Method A Step Too Far?", perhaps? Or maybe Spiderman just isn't putting the effort into his costumes as he used to...

Peace out, ladies and mentalmen. I shall endeavour to return soon, hamburger or no hamburger.