Bag Lady Rides Again

I have a sneaking suspicion I am becoming somewhat of an eccentric celebrity in my home town. Not really, but two people said they saw me on the bus the other day, and identified me by my hair alone. Yep, that crazy bag lady on the bus with the bird's nest hair was me.

Eccentric! Rocker always says "Rich people are eccentric, poor people are just crazy..."

Been sick all weekend, with Rocker suffering from man-flu which is, as all girls know, normal flu on acid, with more moaning and ordering about. I think I must have the patience of a saint to be so good natured.

Perhaps Calcutta needs a new Mother Theresa? Perhaps I could win Saint Idol and move my life out there. I think white and blue could potentially be the new black. I could look cute. As long as they let me bring mascara, I could be good for Sainthood.

So we left the house yesterday only once to get DVDs from Blockbuster. For my sins I chose Domino, with La Knightley in the title role. Do you know she makes me laugh and want to weep in equal measure. So so beautiful and kooky working that lesbonic crop but oh such an appalling actress!

Of course, I enjoyed every minute of the movie. See Domino run! See Domino kill! See Domino lap dance a fat latino man in exchange for information! I can safely say, though I don't respect the lack of talent, that is one movie scene that might actually con me into getting to a gym.

We also got Crash (no, not Cronenberg's Crash) which I am pleased to report, was fantastic.