Today I'm taking a sick day. I have what is either a chest infection or a bad case of hayfever (symptoms can sometimes be similar). Whatever it is I'm suffering the tortures of the damned (tickly coughs, wheezing chest not helped by asthma, throat filling up with spittle or foam and that yucky catarrh taste) and Lemsip All-In-One doesn't seem to be impeding it's progress in anyway. Phoned for a doctor's appointment yesterday but the earliest is Thursday at 4.00 pm.

In other news.... Me and me mate Shareen caught my mad sister The Debster singing along to Eric Carmen (not even Eric Cartmen!) in her wardrobe mirror yesterday, lol! That is well shameful! She'll deny it of course but here's some partial evidence:



This is of course an act of revenge. It's bad enough that my crazy sister has the daft idea that I'm a serial killer (I suspect she's even told Paris to stay away from me and not to call me anymore *GAH*) but now she's even told some guy at her work called Doakes, who's taken to tailing me around wherever I go. Very annoying! Especially when I... er... wanna go and grab a sandwich or something.

RIP special effects whiz Stan Winston :(

In brighter news.... At: http://www.parishiltonsite.net/fightin-over-me-music-video/ there's a wonderful collection of Paris videos. A quick silent photo collection, a two minute promo clip for Fightin' Over Me, an quick interview with Paris from the time of her album release and a video of her singing along to her song Screwed at some club and talking a bit to the announcer and the audience. Perfect way to start the day. Be still my heart.

Troy: The Director's Cut - There's at least one extra scene but mostly it's extensions to existing scenes with extra tolchocking of malchicks and unfortunate devotchkas in the fighting scenes. There's also an alternate version of the early scenes between "Paris" (huh!) and Helen, which is far more revealing of Diane Kruger than the theatrical version. The extensions aren't essential but I love this movie anyway and always like to have the longest cuts of historical epics. Just wish they'd let Paris play herself though. Don't get me wrong, I've nothing against Orlando Bloom and have enjoyed plenty of movies that feature his contributions. It's just... the bastard or bastard-ess of a casting director deprived me of scenes with the real Paris making out with Diane Kruger and I can't help thinking of what might have been (and Paris could have bragged about beating Brad Pitt in a fight afterwards *g*) :(

Anyway, I'll be trying to keep myself fairly sedate until Thursday. Just hope that Debster doesn't play her flamin' Eric Carmen loud!