"I was your fag in school." And thus Bunny introduces himself, slips over the threshold into chez Raffles and becomes a near permament fixture of perky subbiness to Raffles "amoral devilry".
Indulged in another bucket of chai and the first episode of Raffles. I'd meant to watch more but the Evil Overloads had other plans.
In fact Raffles was the near perfect antidote to an absolutely dreadful day that had me screaming into the trees down in the backyard, no doubt almost causing the police to be called, but I was so bloody miserable. I swear if I'd had anything to hand I'd have shown Bunny's pluck rather than endure another day of constant sniping, belittling and outright insults shouted on the streets, but I didn't, so it was a great deal of tears before bedtime, then hot chai and the boys, episode one.
So, there we have it. When Bunny met Raffles, tiara and all. Happiness.
Today I'd planned to nick off early and take in a film but I'm feeling wan and miserable again as the head office bitca, to be henceforth known as the Queen of the Damned, or QOD for short, has once again been making my life a misery in a way other folks aspire to. Still, at least she's a bitch on wheels to everyone, this much I've learnt today (group kvetching, so theraputic). Doesn't make my life any easier though.
Work, work, work. No flicks, no fics, no nothing but work, work, work. Watch for me going postal on the evening news. All work and no play...
Top Ten Movie Men I'd Do:
Indiana Jones: similiar hobbies and not half as flaky as that Jackson chap
James Bond: when I don't want him to call me in the morning :D
Ian McKnight: because he likes older women
Edmund Bertram: because sometimes you just need a gal pal
Geoff Chaucer: he's feelthy
Jack Sparrow: he's been to Singapore.
Gomez Addams: there's no such thing as too quirky in his vocab
Jesse James: sweetheart
Oliver Mellors: 'nuff said
Damien Thorn: well connected
(natural choices like Alan Grant were skipped over because who wants to be chased by raptors all the time? Aragorn? Needs a bath. Legolas? Prettier than me. Hicks? Too dead Johnny Ringo? Too nuts. Patrick Bateman? Too psycho. Jerome Morrow? Too perfect).