Bond: Explosive
Hmm, Cant say I like this as much as the older albulms, seems to have lost a lot of edge. But I havent really kranked it all the way to eleven yet, Isn't it odd, how music changes according to the volume, something, middling and crap suddenly becomes a multi layered spectrum or force.
yeah.
Anyway, I still got it.
Today I was in Baroosh for Lunch, Most of the morning I had been, I am ashamed to say moping, Because I havent yet, at all. At 2.55pm I decided enough was enough and angrily headed to the best food in town.
I ripped apart a plate of Pan fried calves liver and Bacon steaming away, and I caught sight of a woman who had come into the bar and was getting a drink, she was looking at me, while ordering. No, I wasnt spitting things out, or making a mess, My brain may have been roaring at 255 miles and hour, but Outwardly I looked fine.
I caught her glance.
twice.
Three times.
My internal monologue spat "What the frick do you think you're looking at???"
Anyway, she got her drink and wandered to a table, still glancing at me every so often, I finished and left, wondering what on earth that was all about.
Feeling a lot better after a good lunch and coffee, I caught sight of myself in a shop window, as I marhed back to the office..
OH.. THATS why she was looking at me....
through sheer random chance and not a bit of luck, I was wearing a black Pierre Cardin shirt, with My Black high collar Gibson Jacket, and a funky Blue tie.
AND.
It was a good hair day.
......................
I looked f**ing HOT!
Then I remembered that in the morning when i got into work, Nikki was looking at me too. Nikki is one of the most conceited and hated people in the office because she is really rather good looking, a Chelsea supporter, and she knows it, and knows you know it. so wont give you the time of day unless you look like Bradd pitt, or something.
!!
I also remembered that at the Gig on sunday, The woman sat across the aisle from me, Who was with her bored boyfriend, Kept looking over at me. I mean there was no need, I was the direct opposite direction from the stage. And smiling. I had just filed this into my brain at the time, and hadn't even acknowledged this
I stopped.
In the middle of the high street.
My left eyebrow rose slowly by about half an inch, Hovered for about 5 seconds, and then dropped back down to its original position.
...ah.. I've still got it..
I smiled. a bit.
Then I gave myself a mental slap for being so arrogant and conceited and continued on my way to work, For it was the afternoon, and there was plotting and scheming to be done!
Hmm, Cant say I like this as much as the older albulms, seems to have lost a lot of edge. But I havent really kranked it all the way to eleven yet, Isn't it odd, how music changes according to the volume, something, middling and crap suddenly becomes a multi layered spectrum or force.
yeah.
Anyway, I still got it.
Today I was in Baroosh for Lunch, Most of the morning I had been, I am ashamed to say moping, Because I havent yet, at all. At 2.55pm I decided enough was enough and angrily headed to the best food in town.
I ripped apart a plate of Pan fried calves liver and Bacon steaming away, and I caught sight of a woman who had come into the bar and was getting a drink, she was looking at me, while ordering. No, I wasnt spitting things out, or making a mess, My brain may have been roaring at 255 miles and hour, but Outwardly I looked fine.
I caught her glance.
twice.
Three times.
My internal monologue spat "What the frick do you think you're looking at???"
Anyway, she got her drink and wandered to a table, still glancing at me every so often, I finished and left, wondering what on earth that was all about.
Feeling a lot better after a good lunch and coffee, I caught sight of myself in a shop window, as I marhed back to the office..
OH.. THATS why she was looking at me....
through sheer random chance and not a bit of luck, I was wearing a black Pierre Cardin shirt, with My Black high collar Gibson Jacket, and a funky Blue tie.
AND.
It was a good hair day.
......................
I looked f**ing HOT!
Then I remembered that in the morning when i got into work, Nikki was looking at me too. Nikki is one of the most conceited and hated people in the office because she is really rather good looking, a Chelsea supporter, and she knows it, and knows you know it. so wont give you the time of day unless you look like Bradd pitt, or something.
!!
I also remembered that at the Gig on sunday, The woman sat across the aisle from me, Who was with her bored boyfriend, Kept looking over at me. I mean there was no need, I was the direct opposite direction from the stage. And smiling. I had just filed this into my brain at the time, and hadn't even acknowledged this
I stopped.
In the middle of the high street.
My left eyebrow rose slowly by about half an inch, Hovered for about 5 seconds, and then dropped back down to its original position.
...ah.. I've still got it..
I smiled. a bit.
Then I gave myself a mental slap for being so arrogant and conceited and continued on my way to work, For it was the afternoon, and there was plotting and scheming to be done!
You sent me a message again on msn when I wasn't there. Sorry! I was watching ali g!