anxiousI'm dong a colour strip (I know, why bother?) about how we're all doomed (Well,what other topic is there?)
I don't believe that David Beckham is really asleep in that Sam Taylor-Wood vidportrait. mean, really, it's just not possible...
http://www.hellomagazine.com/celebrities/2004/04/27/beckham/
Life is sooo unfair, non-drooling beauty even unconscious, great talent in his chosen field, and squillions! Makes me want to stamp my feet in impotent protest. Of course, there are the problems of being dimwitted, having a truly absurd little voice, and being married to the dreadful Posh, not to mention his tabloid hell...
Made a rare visit to Blockbuster to take advantage of the 3 for £5 week's rental thing. So far, I've caught up with BRIDGET JONES' DIARY, which is a sweet little film, really. I'm hardly a chickflick enthusiast, but I found it quite bearable. Renee Zellwegger looks so much better 'plump', you'd think she wouldn't have bothered getting all emaciated again.
