of Ricky Gervais and bibimbap

Ricky Gervais' GhostTown totally saved the flight for me.
He was total awesomeness.
I had to muffle my giggles from the lady seated next to me who kept shooting my screen curious glances. Then, when I plugged in my Zen for some attempted light snoozing hours later, I saw her giggling her way through Ghost Town. lols.
Note to self: Must get the DVD of the Invention of Lying later.
Ricky Gervais is the god of Brit humour.

and mum and dad are absolute sweethearts.
I'm not only a daddy's girl, but a mummy's girl too.
I think I really needed this, I would like to think, much-deserved break, thanks to work and so-drama-mamma reasons that shall be unnamed.
and I realised that the older I get, the smaller my circle of friends become.
which I adamantly think is a good thing.
I no longer need to spend/waste so much energy and time into maintaining relationships that are way too much work and go oh-so-undeserved.
I now have my own Circle of Trust (cue Meet the Parents music), which I can rely on for anything anywhere.
and I have a new nickname for my little (yes, I still call him little, despite his gargantuan size) brother, along with a whole list of ever-changing and ever-expanding list of nicknames.
from now on, I will call him Bibimbap, after that yummy Korean rice dish.
Bibimbap somehow conveys a... big, rollin', hunka of blob. lols. which my sweet little brother totally is.



and this is on replay now:
Hey I´ll move out of the way for you
Hey I´ll move out of the way for her too
I never thought we'd end up here in seperate cages.
It doesn´t go like this
You left out some pages
-- ironic that this was playing. Thank you, IngridM. You are a total godsent. --
*and can you please kindly get out of the circle, thank you very much?*