Last night I was depressed. As depressed as I can ever remember.
But...
Wednesday, 27 July 2011
Tuesday, 26 July 2011
You Need A Hug
"Milk is underrated because people only view it as a food-stuff. But you can make a lot more from it – milk is a wonderful, natural raw material. The special thing about milk is that is has a lovely silky feel. The fabric falls wonderfully, and it's cheaper than silk."
German efficiency at its very worst. Fuck off, Anke Domaske.
German efficiency at its very worst. Fuck off, Anke Domaske.
Quiet Little Voices
You know what's annoying?
When you think you've lost weight and two friends (Neil and Scott) whom you haven't seen in a while both remark on how much weight you've put on.
When you think your room is tidy as shit and your parents have a go and ask when you're finally going to tidy it.
Song rules. Will buy album.
When you think you've lost weight and two friends (Neil and Scott) whom you haven't seen in a while both remark on how much weight you've put on.
When you think your room is tidy as shit and your parents have a go and ask when you're finally going to tidy it.
Song rules. Will buy album.
Thursday, 14 July 2011
Killed The Lord, Left For The New World
I've just finished reading The Information Officer, which I started back in Nerja in April. What a fantastic book. Not only that, I read the last 90 pages accompanied by This Will Destroy You's Tunnel Blanket. Perfect is almost too perfect a word.
The title is both an excellent song and a fitting choice considering the story. I do have this rule with books where I follow fiction with non. So now I can either finish Britannia or stop with the excuses and start Crisis Economics and get some of the basis down for my dissertation.
Time shall tell. Probably a lot of it.
The title is both an excellent song and a fitting choice considering the story. I do have this rule with books where I follow fiction with non. So now I can either finish Britannia or stop with the excuses and start Crisis Economics and get some of the basis down for my dissertation.
Time shall tell. Probably a lot of it.
Monday, 11 July 2011
Panasonic Youth
You have to laugh when the Americans talk football.
Totally inappropriate title, but that is what is playing right now as I pack up to move to Peter Hilton.
Totally inappropriate title, but that is what is playing right now as I pack up to move to Peter Hilton.
Sunday, 10 July 2011
Big Bad Wolf/Unless We Try
FUN QUIZ: What does it mean when you tell someone something just after telling them not to tell anyone else?
FUN ANSWER: Why my dear reader - it means DON'T FUCKING TELL THEM. Especially after being warned twice.
FUN ANSWER: Why my dear reader - it means DON'T FUCKING TELL THEM. Especially after being warned twice.
Farewell to Words
Blimey. I have taken to using predictive text on my new phone. One of the preloaded "words" is "m8" and yet "fab" isn't in there, among many others. You know what? Billy Bragg sings in his ace new song - those who like a good kiss-and-tell must share the blame [for the NOTW closure and the like]. Likewise, if you spell like a fucking 3 year old who was kicked in the head at birth, it is YOUR fault that I have to suffer such a First World problem.
Saturday, 9 July 2011
Mystery and Peace
This post is entitled after an Envy song for two reasons. One, it fucking rules and is song of the day for sure. Secondly, in March 2009 me and Nat's Dad went to New York. Part of that trip included a visit to Coney Island and oddly enough, we actually found a message in a bottle. I took the message and promised Jeff I would get in touch with the authors, even though it appeared that they were barely literate. I didn't bother purely because the contacts were for AOL Instant Messenger and I didn't have it. Or, in other words, due to laziness.
Well today, on the official move out day for Nunnery, and with Becky and Pete gone, I am fucking bored. So I decided to install AIM and look the dude(tte)s up.
It turns out that none of the profiles listed are available.
Mystery. And peace.
Well today, on the official move out day for Nunnery, and with Becky and Pete gone, I am fucking bored. So I decided to install AIM and look the dude(tte)s up.
It turns out that none of the profiles listed are available.
Mystery. And peace.
Wednesday, 6 July 2011
Once Again Sundays
As if I fucking forgot to include this on the last post! Today, out of the blue, one of my all-time favourite bands, No Motiv have released a new single after 7 years of doing nothing! It gives me the shivers it's so good!
If they tour I will die!
If they tour I will die!
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Born Again
Today has been a truly magic day. Well, aside from the fact that the heavens opened on the way to Kedleston Road for a careers meetingand truly soaked me. But I reckon that I have spent less time recovering from unanticipated soakings in my life than those checkers of weather have spent trying to avoid a soaking so I don't mind.
Today was the first day that I actually managed to sing in tune (probably not) whilst playing guitar. The song?
I hope to perfect it over the coming days and record it soon!
The final reason that this day is magic? Scott Wright is due here any minute! Now there is a guy I never thought I'd see again. The moment where our Copenhagen train boarded a ferry (much to our surprise and confusion) in the snow is still one of the best of my life - me, Scott, Josh and Oliver all went up to the top deck to look (HANG ON HE JUST FUCKING CALLED. HEARTSIGNS AND ALL THAT BOLLOCKS. HEARTSIGNS TO SIGNIFY THAT I AM HAPPY) across the lake and it was just so beautiful in an unexpected way, with the snow coming down fast and the total lack of real scenery. Still, it will stick with me.
Shit - Scott says he has a lot to tell me. I have nothing. This is what I was afraid of!
Today was the first day that I actually managed to sing in tune (probably not) whilst playing guitar. The song?
I hope to perfect it over the coming days and record it soon!
The final reason that this day is magic? Scott Wright is due here any minute! Now there is a guy I never thought I'd see again. The moment where our Copenhagen train boarded a ferry (much to our surprise and confusion) in the snow is still one of the best of my life - me, Scott, Josh and Oliver all went up to the top deck to look (HANG ON HE JUST FUCKING CALLED. HEARTSIGNS AND ALL THAT BOLLOCKS. HEARTSIGNS TO SIGNIFY THAT I AM HAPPY) across the lake and it was just so beautiful in an unexpected way, with the snow coming down fast and the total lack of real scenery. Still, it will stick with me.
Shit - Scott says he has a lot to tell me. I have nothing. This is what I was afraid of!
Bored & Extremely Dangerous
IDEA FOR A FILM: You know that condition called schizophrenia? Is there a condition where your best friend has it in your eyes? As in you think they are two different people when really they AREN'T? Who cares? It COULD be on the big screen! And that would be the basis for a film!
And it would be fucking shit.
And it would be fucking shit.
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