This time it was Ghost Ship. Salvage crew finding a luxury liner derelict these forty years, no apparent reason why, gradually being picked off one by one by . . .
And I was fine. Time to admire the inventiveness of the opening scenes (eeuw! very bluggy!), to enjoy the splendid art direction, to envy some of the stunts that Julianna Margulies got to do, to jump at doors inexplicably slamming shut, to gasp when, instead of seeing his own reflection in the mirror, he sees something else, to shudder at the . . . you get the idea.
I'm so happy I have my nerve back! Just look at the time, I'm the only one downstairs in the single pool of light cast by the monitor, and I don't even feel the need to, just in case, check over my shoulde
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It's behind youuuu.......
Any news on Jeremy's interviews? I do expect every detail of your lives on here, you know
Did you ever watch saw?
In my opinion the best horror film on earth...
Ah - interviews. One iron in the fire is awaiting the results of a re-organisation, and another is sending Jeremy to Essen for a couple of days. He'd better have time for a visit to a local supermarket, that's all I can say. Anyone goes to Germany, they get a lo-ooo-o-ong list from me.
Speaking of which, Teresa, aren't you due for a visit?! And no, I haven't watched Saw. Doesn't look like it has many laughs!
Don't you worry, as soon as I have time, I'll invite myself and of course before I come to England, I will empty the Salatkroenung shelves in all the supermarkets I can find. By the way, found even more organic one... they even look like Salatkroenung in those little packages.
Oh and... long long time ago, you explained me the difference between "due to" "owing to" and something else I forgot. Could you repeat that, please?
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