Somewhere in there there was a weekend. Black Plastic was somewhere I would love to go back to on a night when I'm feeling a little less exhausted and whatnot - with one thing and another, Friday and Saturday were a bit of a rollercoaster and despite music with synthesisers in (oh, how I've missed you), what I apparently craved more was QI, white chocolate and a cathartic rant or two, for which I thank frozen_in_honey.
Yesterday accidentally featured clockworkwasp and I going to see The Golden Compass, which was beautiful, full of brilliant acting, and only tangentially related to a book I read once called Northern Lights. Oh well. It was very pretty.
So, who's coming to that B-Movie on Saturday, then? Just wondering.