Die Hard 4.0 is the dog’s bollocks. I went to see a late-night showing of it last night with Sam S, his girlfriend, his brother and one of his brother’s mates - and all of us were left buzzing afterwards.

The hacking element of the narrative was handled very well - no dodgy user interfaces with obvious buttons to be clicked, or obvious passwords guessed.

The action sequences were amazing. The references to the previous films excited muchly. And Kevin Smith was excellent in it, even gaining a clever credit of “Sith” in the title sequence. Jammy git.

This is definitely on par with the other films. Bruce Willis is still the man.

The start of my day was a bit rubbish, but it dramatically picked up when I saw Lisa this evening. I treated us both to an Indian - the full works (as in curry etc, not a sex slave) - to celebrate our joint successes of late, which was followed by the Doctor Who series finale and then a late screening of TMNT.

Doctor Who was excellent, with a really nice twist at the end that I doubt anyone saw coming. I have particularly enjoyed looking out for all the Star Wars influences in these last three eps too. (Darth Maul, the Death-Star-looking Toclafane balls, Jedi mind tricks with the Sonic Screwdriver, lightsaber-&-blaster-looking ‘rays’, lightsaber-hilt- &-blade-looking Laser Screwdriver, Jedi funeral scene et cetera.) And thankfully the series picked up after a handful of weak episodes.

TMNT on the other hand was really disappointing. The trailer looked superb but we got dead bored watching the full film. A good thing we were in such fine company, eh?

I finally got around to seeing Pirates of the Caribbean: At World’s End last night. Well, all but the last half-hour or so as the projector broke. Typical.

I’d have seen it sooner to raise my spirits between projects, but I agreed last year to wait and see it with Katherine McK. having seen Dead Man’s Chest with her. Only, she decided to watch it without me a few weeks back being the girl she is. And a ginger one at that. So I instead went with Sam S. and his ladyfriend, Kate last night.

Elliot S, who definitely didn’t want to come and see the film on Thursday when we were originally going to see it - because he’d already seen it, decided he’d come along after all. So the four of us made our merry way down to Greenwich for a night of swashbuckling action.

What I saw of the film was really good, though it started very slowly - it should’ve started just before Jack Sparrow was first seen in Davey Jones’ Locker.

’twas a really fun night. With many thanks to Sam for picking me up & bringing me home again.

Lisa and I caught an advanced screening of Shrek the Third tonight after the penultimate episode of this series of Doccie Who.

The episode was really good - John Simm’s performance was amazing. The resolution to last week’s cliffhanger was a bit poo, mind.

Shrek the Third was far better than I thought it’d be - having been quite disappointed by Shrek 2.

What with having a wonderful family, some fantastic friends, an absolutely perfect girlfriend - whom I get to spend such blissful time with - AND landing myself that dream job at Paramount Comedy, life is sweet.

Doctor Who was fantastic again tonight. I hoped they were building to something really special - and indeed they were!

I watched the ep with Lisa, only she “doesn’t watch Doctor Who” so idly sat looking at the frame around the television set for the whole forty-five minutes instead… just as she has done for virtually every other episode this series. Yes, whatever you say, dear

Having spoken about it on the drive home from yesterday’s shoot, Sam S. has sent me the link to a trailer for the new Rambo film.

Save two hours of your life in simply watching the trailer. It really does show you the whole thing.

Yesterday was an eventful day that saw me shooting the bulk of my Major 2 on the Isle of Dogs. I’ve two more scenes to shoot - which I am returning for tomorrow - as I wound up helping Elliot S. & Sam S. with their joint project in the evening through to the early hours… in which time I had my first ever kebab-shop kebab.

I know how to live, me.

It makeths me laugh how Elliot S. and Sam S. ridiculed me for over a year for keeping my feedback private on eBay yet they’ve both now got theirs set to private - Sam even asking me today how to hide his.

I wouldn’t mind, but my reason was perfectly innocent - no dodgy purchases in my item history thank you very much. Theirs on the other hand - well, they don’t want to talk about it so it can only be left to the imagination.

Another fine Friday night spent in the company of Lisa, Derren, Mark and Jeremy. And a hairy turkey. Yes, Peep Show has reached a new low, one that Lisa and I could not stop laughing at.

Until we did, obviously.

Today was landmark, for I saw close friend Daisy C. for the first time in three years - having been reduced to electronic-only contact since university commenced in 2004. My hadn’t she grown. Well, she hadn’t actually. But we had a fine day regardless - endless catching up in a beautiful woodland/park type place with a myriad of smiles & laughter throughout.

Slight awkwardness would’ve been understandable despite our frequent contact - purely because three years is a long time. But there was no awkwardness or bumbling communication whatsoever - it felt more like an extended weekend away than three years. Everything flowed effortlessly.

I’m very much hoping it won’t take three years until the next time.

Next time, Gadget - next time! Mwaaaah.