Oh. God. If anyone is in the region of Hampshire and would like to collect me before I bludgeon my entire family to death with fireside instruments, please do so. Now.

Today is just full of fantabulous news. Hot on the heels of the fact we don't have to come to work tomorrow (holiday holiday yay yay yay!) comes news that there si going to be a new Sharpe! Isn't that just the best news ever? hordes of women throughout the land go "Yes Kat, yes it is." Happy Christmas to me.

Hurray! Today I got my first nothing-to-do-with-work present from a PR. Boo! It's this entirely incomprehensible object, a Powerball. You couldn't give me a book, could you? //end ungrateful//

The loveliest Christmas card in the world EVER.*

*As long as you love dogs.

Congratulations to Miss Annabel Jackson for this night receiving a training contract at a very good firm. Hopefully she will now be able to sleep.

Pant-wetting excitement at the ready, it's the X3 trailer!

Stay AWAY from this film. It's so relentlessly awful it might just be worse than ExistenZ. Did somebody buy the director/writer a film kit for Christmas? Did they then put it all back in the wrong order with bits missing so nothing makes sense and people are forced to act terribly? Stay away from cinemas around February 10th. Either that or go and see North Country again.