Blade Trinity was on last night. I haven't laughed that much in ages.
Went swimming with Stewart. Well, I swam, Stewart moaned about everythng from the number of small kids in the pool (five down the shallow end and four adults) to the temperature and then decided to spend 45 minutes in the showers, while I swam. He's been told if he doesn't actually swim on a regular basis, I'm cancelling his membership. I can find a use for that £12 if he won't.
he wasn't happy.
CLocks went back so yippee! an extra hour in my bed.
He's playing the condenmed 2 demo. It looks shit.
Weird crossover time! My brain decided to entertain me with an SPN/H&A crossover, with offscreen Neighbours and All Saints. Nicole, in her ongoing attempts to get with/stalk Dr Sid, got knocked up with Liam the Rock Star's baby and they're pretending to have this happy life together, but it's all for the cameras and Sid will only see her as her doctor. She feels awful about the pretence when she sees all the happy women having their babies.
meanwhile, two brothers in an American car book into the Summer Bay Caravan Park, Dean bitching over how Aussies drive on the wrong side of the road, Sam discussing the case and Aussie history.
For some reason the Caravan Park is filled with Fifties silver trailers, rather than the ones that British fans will know.
Then a massive storm hits Summer Bay, complete with comets and meteors and it's all something to do with the Angels trying to destroy the powers of the Aborigine and Pacific Gods who were holding back the Apocolypse in the Southern Hemisphere and it was looking to be awesome BUT I FUCKING WOKE UP!!!