Feeling better and a couple of rants.

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First off, I must say a huge, sincere thank you to the wonderful people who replied to my fuckwit moment yesterday. You all made some great points and reminded me of things I already knew but refused to believe. It is true that I am my own worst enemy at times, and I'm glad you're here to remind me of that when I need it. Thank you my darlinks. *hugs*

Feel better anyway. Went to Jobcentre to sign on for unemployment and found out I'll have to sign off for the three whole days I'm in Ireland. Wouldn't be a problem if I were going to Belfast. Damn you Collins and your fecking Treaty! (That was most wholeheartedly a joke. I have a weird sense of humour. I am fully in favour of Irish independence. As you were).

Had filling done at dentist, but this should be my last visit for a bloody long time. While I was there I picked up Esquire because it said it was the Music Issue. They called Thin Lizzy 'casual misogynists'. Exsqueeze me? Baking powder? Since when does writing songs about a certain sort of person (cowboys, gangsters, the like) make the band misogynists? Writing about a certain kind of woman does not make a writer a misogynist. In fact, Philip Lynott, as far as I'm aware, hate women. Shagging groupies does not make a bloke a misogynist. I don't agree with everything that man ever sang about, not least his something casual acceptance of drug use, but I think it's going a bit far to call the man a misogynist. Being a wanker doesn't make one a misogynist, otherwise every bloke on the planet needs to check himself.

Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot that being dead leaves one open to total character assassination. You would've thought I learned my lesson with the destruction of Jim, but there I go with my misplaced trust in humanity once more.

And the crowning fuck-up of all? I just got Empire for next month and it has more pics of The Aviator. Now you're all aware, I'm sure, that I'm not in favour of Jude Law playing my most beloved of wankers, Errol Flynn. I'm not in favour of Kate Beckinsale playing the divine Ava Gardner either (she lacks both the goddess-like beauty and foul-mouthed fire) either, but at least she more or less looks the part. They've given Errol blond hair. I swear to God. Have these people never seen a picture of this man before? His hair was pretty light in The Adventures of Robin Hood, but not fucking blond. This is a Martin Scorsese movie with a budget equal to the GNP of Bolivia! All they had to do was spend $5.99 on a glossy 8x10 of Errol Flynn from MovieMarket.com! It's sloppy, lazy and frankly they should've done better. I was really looking forward to this, despite the Not-Errol... now I'm going to be sat there nitpicking the whole bollocking time.

See, I clearly have my priorities straight.