Jane said she'd read them and that's enough for me

So I created the blog. So far I've only posted my lesbian story so if you haven't read it and want to or if you've already read it and want to give me a big hello! comment it can be viewed Here

I've got two more written that need to be redrafted first so expect updates either late tonight or tomorrow.

Now for the actual blogging.

I took Emma to the Wicca shop yesterday. She was looking all glum and rawr people suck but you can't be unhappy in the wicca shop! It has too many pretty things even though I'm not sure what many of them do. I'm not one to write off something I don't get though, not when Irish wishing stones work and people say the exact same things to me as they did in my dreams. Seriously guys, GET OUT OF MY HEAD.

Then we went and saw Elizabeth which was very pretty and Clive Owen was very gorgeous even with the crazy beard thing he had going for him. While I was waiting for Emma to get back from the toilet this old woman sat next to me and asked what we were seeing and oh how nice she was also seeing Elizabeth. Because she fancies Clive Owen and she didn't think Brad Pitt would have her. Back off old lady Clive Owen is mine. I've loved him ever since he screamed at Julia Roberts and told her he was a fucking caveman. King Arthur was pretty in all it's Clivey and Keiray goodness but that's a film I can only watch while hyped up on sugar. Yeah man let's beat those bastard romans and have instant orgasms in tents and make Lancelot sad!! Rawr.

Elizabeth was pretty though and there were, admittedly pretty gay, moments between the two Elizabeths that were really nice. I could have watched a lot more Samantha Morton even with her 'hurr I'm Mary Queen of Scots. Hear my Scottish accent? Say what? I spent most of my life in France and spoke with a French accent? Shuddap I just spent ages learning how to speak like this and I don't know how to stop!" She was very good at her execution scene. I'm too lazy to describe it and Emma already has so read hers.


I'm working on getting people to come see Planet Terror with me. So far I have Emma saying "no, no, no, no, maybe if there were tons of other people there, no, no, no, Catherine stop doing drunken zombie impressions!, no, no, no." I think it looks promising. If you're a person and would like to gain my unconditional love you're very welcome to take me to the cinema.