Boredom. List time!
DVDs waiting at home: Full Metal Jacket; Dr Strangelove (oh joy! found it in an obscure little pirated DVD stall in the city during lunchtime), Clerks Special Edition, and Lock, Stock & Two Smoking Barrels.
Books waiting at home: Tad Williams "Sea of Silver Light", Scott Adams "God's Debris", Robin Hobb's "Fool's Errand", Ovid's "Metamorphoses" (I just dug it up out of the last box I got back from Australia - another one of the "stolen from library" collection I had forgotten about.)
Music to be played in the car on the way home: Cheesy Retro Compilation - MyMix Vol. 1
a) Sheen Easton - Telefone (Long Distance Love Affair)
b) Belinda Carlisle - In Too Deep
c) Belinda Carlisle - Summer Rain
d) Belinda Carlisle - Leave a Light on For Me
e) Roxette - How do You Do (watch as people subjected to this CD sigh with relief as the Belinda Carlisle tracks come to an end.....)
f) Belinda Carlisle - Vision of You (... bwaahahahaah - only to be caught unawares!)
g) Alphaville - Forever Young
h) Bananarama - Love in the First Degree
i) Human League - Together in Electric Dreams
j) Scorpions - Still Loving You
k) Dire Straits - Money for Nothing (just to show I have *some* taste:)
l) Escape Club - I'll Be There
m) Pulp Fiction Soundtrack - Miserilou (opening instrumental - "Any of you fucking pricks move - and I'll EXECUTE every motherfucking last one of you!")
n) Ravel - Bolero (because I'm usually on the last stretch home by then, and it sets an appropriately whimsical touch)
Words to ponder:
"And Nothing is very strong: strong enough to steal away a man�s years not in sweet sins but in a dreary flickering of the mind over it knows not what and knows not why, in the gratification of curiosities so feeble that the man is only half aware of them, in drumming of fingers and kicking of heels, in whistling tunes that he does not like, or in the long, dim labyrinth of reveries that have not even lust or ambition to give them a relish, but which, once chance association has started them, the creature is too weak and fuddled to shake off."
-CS Lewis, "Screwtape Letters"