Ernest Saunders Swears He's Elvis
Jan 21, 2003 · 1 minute readEvery day, I fully expect somebody to barge into my office and shout “Fraud!” Today was no different; I spent this afternoon in a wireless meeting desperately trying, but failing, to form coherent sentences.
It’s stupid, I know. I graduated with a First from Manchester, close to the top of the class. I got decent A-Level grades, and my GCSE results weren’t bad either. Despite all this, I still don’t feel clever. Or even reasonably competent. Ho-hum.
But enough of that, as it’s boring, and you’ve heard it before. I spent last night watching Bonnie and Clyde and The Good . Yes, I’ve never seen Bonnie and Clyde. Would you think less of me if I admitted I’ve never seen Apocalypse Now either? Or Raging Bull? Thought so. Just ignore the last few sentences, and we’ll be fine. I liked them both, although they weren’t exactly uplifting…
Well, that answers that question about next season’s Buffy. And yay for Xander! I’ll stop here, before Bonnie attacks me with a chainsaw.
Nobody wants to play with George. Aww.