So I've had the coughing fit from hell all this weekend. Rob loves sleeping next to me at the mo(why the flip wouldn't he, amirite? ). Nights are really sweaty and sticky recently. It's roundabout this time I'll start craving winter again. Never pleased!

Bloody ey, I've had a load of faves recently. Cant get over the overwhelmingly nice response I've had to my red guy artwork. Working on some pieces here and there. I find recently though I'm fitting more into the DA appreciator bracket, yknow when I've had a particularly soul-gnawing day at work, it's nice to recharge my inspiration batteries by just randomly browsing through the work of the folks I watch.

The title is in reference to our recent visit by a couple of Rob's friends for his birthday on 6th July. Lads being lads, the talk of women long since past would crop up, and every time Rob stumbled onto his more dastardly escapades as a singleton in uni, he would look at me with big, apologetic eyes and blurt "This predates you, so...it's all ok! it's all gonna be oooooookay!" I do enjoy his cringing way too much XD

So yeah, Transformers 2 was freakin EPIC, I felt immense nerd lust for it. Cant say I don't find it more than slightly annoying that people are jumping on the "It's not citizen kane 2 so therefore it's a mindless 2 hour waste of my life" bandwagon. Really? REALLY?!?

I-I-I-i'm sorry. I forgot the original source matter (ie the 80s cartoon produced solely for the purpose of making toys) was a cornucopia of spirituality so ebbing with growth and life lessons that Aristotle would weep into his toga at its sheer mastery of sublime earthly frailty. *sniffusniffu*

It was never going to win an Oscar for most self-important artsy tripefest EVARS. It was never going to feature Meryl Streep OR be the stuff that would make Woody Allen piss his pants. It's a film about big fuck-off ass-kicking robots. I for one think it delivered.


Happy berfday to and