Sunday, October 30, 2005

The countdown has begun. The countdown to what? I know.
That little gasp of breath that escapes from my mouth is looking for you. But you aren't there.
Yet.
That is what i am waiting for, counting down the days.

Friday, October 28, 2005

A cup of tea, an apple for breakfast (at 3:24pm) and it's go go go on assignment writing.

Monday, October 24, 2005

My blog is being retarded. I am slightly disheartened. Tonight, i cannot write. (But i can rhyme, it would seem.) Ten "short snappy paragraphs" about Duke Ellington and it's never been so difficult to write ten paragraphs as it is right now. I am being continually distracted by other things.

Sunday, October 23, 2005

This is how much cereal there is left in my box of Rice Krispies. Uh oh.


I am now officially a published reviewer/journalist etc etc.

Sunday, October 16, 2005

You're not pretty enough, you're not skinny enough.

Wednesday, October 12, 2005

It ain't such a thrill.

Monday, October 10, 2005

Last night i played Monopoly into the darkest hours of the night. I had all the greens; Bond Street is a nice little earner. I should never have sold Strand.

Friday, October 07, 2005

Last night there were paramedics buzzing around the pub. How exciting. An ambulance and a van thing and out jump men clad in green reflective uniforms. It always amuses me how people over-react when they have been drinking alcohol. Like that evening after Laura's BBQ, well over a year ago, when i was crying and was described as looking like a "frail little leaf".

Thursday, October 06, 2005

Apparently Pete Doherty is in Preston. Today, playing tonight. He wandered aimlessly into one of of university buildings. I don't understand. This post is mainly about music.
On Monday i went to Leeds and James and i saw some excellent bands* play at his university, all for the wonderful price of £5. (Stephanie made me laugh when i told her about this.) Amazingly Retro Joe, from Preston, was there... it was a "what the fuck?" moment when we got to the venue and he was sat on the step smoking a cigarette. Afterward we downed double vodkas in some tinier than tiny bar that was actully shut, nearly got beaten up and watched Napolean Dynomite. My love of Subway sandwiches has been re-born (it's better than Starbucks, but not so good for laptops) except Subway employees in Leeds are pretty shit. Upper Crust also do rather nice bagettes and are like a train station version of Pret a Manger, which reminds me of London. Because when in London i eat Pret a Manger with Liv, who is a fat shit and who i miss a lot.
On Friday i was given free tickets to go and see The Rakes in Liverpool and review them for my university newspaper. It was a good gig, despite the girl standing next to me who had the longest, frizziest hair i have ever seen. When hair gets too long it really needs a trim to stop it from looking like a nest of wire. She had auburn wire running all over her back and spilling over onto my arm which she had to keep pulling over her shoulder to stop the people behind her pulling it as they jumped around to Strasbourg. Alan Donohoe is my Spazz Dancing King.
I can see a pub out of my window called 'Einstein's Theory' but it has been closed down. Which is a shame because i would have liked to have gone there with my sister.

*To sum up:
Viva Voce- I missed half of them, i don't know what to say. But i get to see them for free in a few weeks anyway.
The Kooks- Creepy and they're kooky, the crowd only knew Eddie's Gun, but seemed to love The Kooks anyway.
Clor- It's about rape! Amazing, especially Stuck In A Tight Spot.
The Departure- Angular. Getting a bit big for their (probably pointy) boots. Sound much better and more exciting live than on the album, but they're from Northampton, so fuck it, yeah they were excellent.

Attack! Attack! Attack!

Bye___________________________