From reading my friends list and mailing lists it seems like the world and his wife have seen Troy. It doesn't even come out till Friday here (although there were previews at the weekend). Which is a tad academic since I won't get to see it till it's at the local cinema in June because all my weekends are booked up.

There's nothing quite like walking home past big houses to make you think 'I want one of those'. So, when I marry a millionaire (I would say win the lottery but since I don't play it there's more chance of me marrying a millionaire) I will have:

• A purple mini - with someone else to drive it. I get to sit in the passenger seat and decide which radio station to listen to. And not map-read - the driver should always know where he is going. He will also be available at my beck and call.
• A big house - which I won't clean. One room will be mine (I need my space). One room will have shelves all round it filled with books, videos, DVDs and CDs, since all my stuff won't fit into one room.
• A cook. Who will cook what I tell them to. Obviously.
• A garden with bunnies in.
• Someone whose job it is to make sure everything I put on my amazon/blackstar wishlist is bought.
• Craig Parker. Since I'll be marrying my husband for his money I'll need someone for everything else, won't I?

On an entirely different note, there should be a law against people changing the scroll bar colour to match the background of said scroll bar. How am I supposed to page down if I can't find the thing to click on? Also scroll bars within scroll bars because I'm always scrolling the wrong one.