iron man

i was going to give this one a miss. my tolerance for huge cgi movies based on comic books is lessening these days, but i was convinced to give it a look

its not going to go on my top ten movies. overall its pretty much what you would expect. when, early in the picture, it was said that jeff bridges character was looking after the hero's father's estate until the hero came of age, my brain flashed up "villian alert" and (sigh) i was right.
and yes, there were a lot of effects. and yes, the story was unoriginal and predictable.
but what made it worth watching were the performances of robert downey jnr and jeff bridges.
bridges is, of course, one of the most underated actors in the business, and i don't think i've seen downey give a bad performance in anything (ally mcbeal accepted)

best of all, the movie is not too long.

on the meal scale, i would rate this as a half-cold ham and pineapple pizza

i've been beaten

when i was first diagnosed with my list o' diseases, i was determined that it would affect my life as little as possible. hell, i was back at work the day after i spent time in hospital for the diagnoses as well as the day i had surgery to have my line put in. i can handle this, i said.

even when i started on dialysis, i was able to do it in the evenings, so i could work full time. apart from meaning that i spent three evenings out, instead of at home,there was no change. i used to that when i was in my twenties anyway.

i was even able to incorporate the dietry changes and even (swearing and cursing) the fluid restrictions.

however, dialysis proved to be the killer. it is literally draining and the day after even with a "good" session, i am much slower than i am usually. wednesdays i can usually handle and sundays can be mitigated by sleeping in and not doing anything too strenuous. but fridays...

there are some people who dia;ysis actually makes them feel better, but i am not one of them. the issue (i suspect) is my blood pressure which tends to drop alarmingly during dislysis and stays low. thus for thursday's session, i still haven't bounced back from tuesdays. hence on friday, i feel absolutley terrible (and apparently look terrible)

everytime i stand up, i get a rush of blood away from my head that makes me dizzy. sometimes, my vision gets blurred and indistinct. i call the greying out. i couldn't concentrate on any one thing for any length of time. as it was it was getting rare for me to work a full day of friday

so, i've admitted defeat and have taken the financial hit of reducing my hours and working only four days a week. it pisses me off, as it means that i am being beaten by this thing

all i need to do now is ensure that i am doing as much work in four days that i used to do in five.

i am legend

the third version of richard matheson's novel, and no.
sorry, wasn't impressed. the will smith alone in new york isn't a patch on vencent price in the last man on earth and is way short of bruno lawrence in a similar situation in the quiet earth. i just didn't feel it, you know what i mean?

as for the third act, let us not speak.

don't bother

a job well done

bookshelves assembled
books, cds and dvd's arranged
carpets steam cleaned
floors scrubbed and mopped
walls washed
window cleaned

it should be easy to keep cleaning and stuff up to date now

mind you, i've said that before