Stuff I have come to late, but really really like now.
Gang Of Four
New Order
Blowjobs
Cups Of Tea
Elliot Smith
and now, Tom Waits.
He's Awesome! I've been listening to it all weekend, and it's perfect for when I'm driving around the backwoods late at night, a broken faced sinner with a head full of secrets. YEAH!
Had the best Fireworks Night ever. There is a very special feeling that comes from building a Fucking Huge Bonfire (Outdoorsy Boyish Things! Wholesome, with an edge of FIRE RELATED VILLAINY), Spunking a lot of money on fireworks - "We are quite literally burning money..." - And then watching the whole lot go up in smoke.
Marie Antoinette is a stinkingly bad film. Honestly, I'd go alone to Borat and let nobody see your tears, for even when laughter induced they are weak.
It's been a funny old couple of weeks - Let's have a recap.
There's been a lot of empty talk concerning the migration of polish workers into the country. I tend to not comment on stuff like this, because I think it's fairly apparent that Britain has always been and will always bea mongrel nation, and all this PANICKED HYSTERIA merely reveals who the pricks... Read More
A lot of people have been asking about this, so prepare yourselves. I'm going to give you the comprehensive guide on how to pull me.
STEP 1: Appearance.
Foolish people may consider this the biggest hurdle in their quest to get me doing the freak nasty with them. After all, I used to be a personal trainer.... Read More
I'm beating contemporary fiction back with a ironic, poststructuralist, shitty stick.
But once I've done that, I'm going to hit Sexing the Cherry.
My woman pulled me by reading books about impossibly complex scientific subjects that my pathetic brain could not even begin to comprehend. And you're right about emo.
Example: This weekend I forgot I was supposed to be in London, saying goodbye to A prettty french girl. I feel a bit stupid that I missed it, but I always acted like a twat around hologram, and generally just sort of giggled and starred at my feet, so it was probably... Read More
I'm so going to your funeral..never thought I would say that to someone, but i'm with you on that one. Drone hymns at my funeral and I will come back and haunt you.
I knew you would be the first to comment on my journal you little bundle of testosterone you, all hail the dead lift. Sound like a good day for war games.
Right. I've been wondering about how to do this update, and how I was going to talk about everything I saw, And the things we all talked about about, and the HARD THINKING THOUGHTS that where generated, but I can't, because it'd be too fucking vast and complex and myriad and inchoate for me to condense down into a single essay, much like Beijing, or... Read More
Seriously.
For real.