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Funny how social media used to be about sharing life, and now it feels like its only real value is honouring the end of it. The tributes and the obituaries are the only genuine things left on here.
Had my boiler serviced today by a man called Brian. Well, what I thought was a man called Brian, because I’ve used him for years.
Today he finally corrected me: “It’s Alan.”
Did this stop me calling him Brian about four more times afterwards? Absolutely not.
“It’s Alan.”
“Alan…”
“Alan!”
“Alan.”
As he was leaving, I shouted, “See ya, Alan! Al! Alan! Alan!”
Bit sick of seeing everyone with facelifts now. At this point, I’m beginning to feel like ageing naturally is the rebellious choice and I’m the only one left with an original face.
I can’t believe I’m only hearing about James Woods’ 9/11 story 25 years later. How did I somehow miss this for an entire quarter of a century?
Back from watching Brand New Day. THE COOLEST Spider-Man film I’ve ever seen.
I cried. Not a dignified little tear either — full-on, uncontrollable tears.
But you’ll never guess what moment broke me…
It was the ninja scene. I have this thing with adrenaline - it flows so much that it makes me cry. I fucking loved it.
Back on Avengers: Endgame, desperately hoping all these beautiful superheroes come back together again. I have a knack for watching films about eight years after everyone else has already discussed, spoiled and emotionally recovered from them.
Took me four hours to watch this because I apparently can’t let a fight scene or emotional moment happen just once. I kept rewinding like I was doing forensic analysis.
Really enjoyed Avengers: Infinity War. I’d have absolutely cried if I’d genuinely believed they’d killed those characters off. Imagine sitting there in stunned silence as the credits rolled, wondering what the hell Marvel had just done.
Am watching the Spider-Man films in order so my next one is Avengers: Infinity War. Avoiding Googling anything about it. Not even an innocent-looking search.
Been watching MCU films starting where Spider-Man is introduced. Chadwick Boseman is also in it and it makes me feel really sad knowing he was diagnosed in the same year.
5:27am. Middle of August and I’m still setting an alarm so I can get up before the heat does, fling the windows open and let the cool air in. I’ve reached the stage where autumn can turn up whenever it likes. I’ll even meet it at the door.