Friday, February 11, 2005

Phil's coming back

  • Oh, well. That's good to know. If anyone needs me, I'll be banging my head against a wall.

  • It looks as if Blogger has updated its commenting feature. That's long overdue. Do you think I should set my blog to have the comments pop up in another window? I'm inclined to say no.
    Now they need to fix it so that my profile stops insisting that my most recent post was in November, and add Welsh to the languages in which the date is displayed. Catalan comes before Cymraeg? How is that fair?

  • Hey, Phil's coming back. Of course, over here in the year 2000, he's yet to leave. Last night's episodes saw the departure of Nicki, Rosa, Gianni, and Teresa, as well as Jeff.
    I don't really give a damn about it (I'm lying, but trying to salvage my manhood). I think it's cute that my wife has become addicted to EastEnders. I honestly think that it is in part because I have informed her that I want to move back to Britain someday -- I think she's trying to train her ear to the accent. This training will likely do her no good, as we probably won't be living in Cockney London.

    Esther Wilberforce-Packard said...

    Will Peggy stab her son with an ice pick? I would, if I had a son like Phil. Good riddance, you handsome sack of excrement! Goodbye, tubby Phil, you dastardly villain! Goodbye, Columbus! Goodbye, you filthy, fleshy cretin! Stab stab stab! Stab stab stab stab stab! Stab!

    Esther Wilberforce-Packard said...

    p.s. I believe it is "estuary english," nowdays. No more cockney.

    Esther Wilberforce-Packard said...

    Stab stab stab! No more Phil! Stab stab stab stab!!!!!

    kari said...

    i think we need to hijack esther into st. paul one of these days.

    Linus said...

    I hate Phil Mitchell, he's a hideous little potato of a man, and the only reason he had sex with everyone on the street is because his bruvva Grant left, and they were the mitchell bruvvas.

    He looks like Jimmy Somervilles harder, gayer cousin. I would like to set him on fire, just to watch him burn.

    I've never watched a full episode mark you, but Eastenders is wallowing in human misery without any comic relief to lighten the misery. I hope Eastenders all really live like that, the swine.

    Chris Cope said...

    Ah! He does look like Jimmy Sommerville, who, in turn, looks like Michael Stipe.

    Nic Dafis said...

    If you still want Welsh dates, here's a handy hack. I wrote a thing about Cymreigio Blogger templates a while back which might be of interest.

    It's all in Welsh though, felly os ti ddim yn deall hyn, paid boddran clicio ar y dolenni ;-)

    Nic Dafis said...

    O, duh, dw i newydd sylweddoli pwy wyt ti. Sori Chris, dyma'r tro cynta i mi weld dy flog Saesneg.

    Sut mae'n mynd?