{ God save Donald Duck, Vaudeville and Variety. }

[delga]

PHANTOM NOISES, GUYS. From the vacant house next door. Seriously. What the fuck?

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So. I have NO INTEREST (none! zero! zilch!) in pregnancy or really in little people who aren't Baby Cousin, but that apparently hasn't stopped me from reading Celebrity Baby Blog every day for the past six months. I DON'T KNOW. It's oddly compulsive. I don't even know who half these people are, and some of the ones I do know sort of irritate me? (Yeah, Matthew McConaughey, I'm looking at you.) Obviously I first stumbled upon this site due to Thandie-surfing (the process by which I wreck The Internets trying to find recent information on Thandie Newton \o/) but now I read it via RSS every day. I... *flails* Possibly this is unhealthy.

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Also unhealthy: Touching Evil. THAT'S JAMES NESBITT, YO, WITH PSYCHO HAIR.

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I didn't realise that The Village Green Preservation Society was originally by The Kinks. That's insanely brilliant. (Has anybody here ever managed to catch a glimpse of Jam and Jerusalem? Because, as much as that's a parody of village life, um. YEAH. IT CAN BE LIKE THAT A LOT.)

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Oh, Post Secret. So smashing!