She's All That
Last night I was watching the 1999 movie She's All That, directed by Robert Iscove, on TV. The movie tells the story of a high school senior, Zach (played by Freddie Prinze Jr.), who is the most popular guy in his high school and is dating the most popular girl (Jodi Lyn O'Keefe), until she dumps him for a reality TV star. Zach makes a bet with his friends that he can turn even the most unlikely girl into the prom queen, and his friends nominate Laney Boggs (Rachael Leigh Cook), an intelligent and artistic, but unfashionable, student. Of course, there's no prizes for guessing how it ends. It's not a great movie by any means but it's fun and it has Rachael Leigh Cook, who is the best thing about it, so I have seen the movie quite a few times now. I'd forgotten that Anna Paquin (from True Blood and the X-Men movies) was in it.
I was watching an episode of Blake's 7 afterwards on DVD. In this episode the ship arrives at a remote planet where two of the crew attempt to steal a vital computer component while the rest of them have to contend with a derelict 600 year old spacehip that is filled with a deadly virus. It was a good episode although it really struck me when I was watvhing it how much Paul Darrow (who plays the cynical Avon in the show) resembled an early Beatles era George Harrison. Apparently polo necks and the moptop cut will come back in a big way in a few hundred years time.
I was writing some more of my TV show script. I am motivated with it, because I don't want to be a complete loser for my whole life and time is passing. I'm aiming to get it made for HBO.
It was another very quiet day in the office. It was probably one of the hottest days of the year so far, if not the hottest. It was amazingly hot, but I hadn't realised that when I left this morning and so I was wearing my thick winter jacket, which is like a fleece inside a waterproof anorak, because I thought it was going to be either cold or wet. I walked home and I had to carry the jacket instead of wear it, because it was just too hot for it.
I was watching an episode of Blake's 7 afterwards on DVD. In this episode the ship arrives at a remote planet where two of the crew attempt to steal a vital computer component while the rest of them have to contend with a derelict 600 year old spacehip that is filled with a deadly virus. It was a good episode although it really struck me when I was watvhing it how much Paul Darrow (who plays the cynical Avon in the show) resembled an early Beatles era George Harrison. Apparently polo necks and the moptop cut will come back in a big way in a few hundred years time.
I was writing some more of my TV show script. I am motivated with it, because I don't want to be a complete loser for my whole life and time is passing. I'm aiming to get it made for HBO.
It was another very quiet day in the office. It was probably one of the hottest days of the year so far, if not the hottest. It was amazingly hot, but I hadn't realised that when I left this morning and so I was wearing my thick winter jacket, which is like a fleece inside a waterproof anorak, because I thought it was going to be either cold or wet. I walked home and I had to carry the jacket instead of wear it, because it was just too hot for it.
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