Pants On The Outside

We're having a pretty good week, The Boyf and I. Well, he comes home from work stressed out every day, whilst I just come home bored out of my mind. What's worse? We laugh because he always comes home and tells me about all the things that have happened in the school, and then he says "How was your day?" to which I always reply simply "Dull". But is having alot going on and being stressed really worse than doing a job with no satisfaction where I can honestly feel my brain turning to mush? No honestly, I can. The inside of my head makes a squishy noise when I shake it these days. Probably.

Where was I? Oh yeah, apart from the whole stressed/bored thing our week's been good. When you've got a job that doesn't really interest you (hands up about 95% of the population) you have to fill up your free time with things that are fun. So, on Wednesday we hoofed it over to ExCel to have a wander round the car show (preview day so no crowds). I say "we" had a wander; I'm a bit of a car freak so ran around being excited about the freshly unveiled Honda Civic Type-R etc, whilst The Boyf followed diligently behind, trying not to look too bored. After that we went to see a-Ha in concert. And bloody fantastic they were to. I must admit that I wasn't expecting them to be very good. I see to recall seeing them on tv at Live8 and thinking they were bloody awful, so I was very pleasantly surprised.

Last night we went to see "Superman Returns" at the cinema, and again I was pleasantly surprised by it. This was the summer blockbuster I had no interest in, up until I heard they'd used some of the original score and had tried to give it the same feel as the Christopher Reeve films. It passed the one simple test I'd set it. When I walked out of the cinema in 1978 with Marie (my original fag-hag), having seen "Superman", both of us spent the walk home with our arms out pretending we could fly. "Superman Returns" made me feel the same way, although being all grown up I limited my running around with my arm out to just the short walk from cinema to car. Ok, so the plot's a bit wobbly (in fact, I don't remember it actually having one - all I saw was lots of CGI), but who cares; Superman can fly!

Wheeeeeee!