Saturday, February 05, 2005

Cube 3

S. came back from her night out and complained about smelly sci fi geeks (like the comic shop owner in The Simpsons I assume) and exploitative directors. Cube 3 was shite, and only served as a showcase for the dubious talents of those concerned.

I'm glad I didn't go.

I've had a quiet evening at home. Daughter is ill and went to bed early, and I watched T.V.

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