As ever listening to the Macc Lads is an eye opener, but not nearly so big an eye opener as the listening to the Shaggs. Someone asked me if I would like to collaborate in a cover (I love Foot Foot perhaps?) and I didn't know whether to be insulted or flattered.
Anyhow, I have a decidedly uninteresting several days, with just two mangy cats for company. I thought I should try to catalogue my excitements.
-Aquiring a copy of Alan Moore's graphic novel From Hell for 50c
-Pet Shop Boys video, cheap
-Walking to Baldwin street, and realising that I truely am the cheapest person in the universe
-Successfully avoiding singstar
-Records night
Surely there must be something else? Maybe not, since every morning I get up and wonder is this it? Why the hell don't we all just kill ourselves if this is all there is to look forward to. Then again there are flashes of amusement. My appointment television this season, for instance. Yesterday I was treated to Louis Theroux getting liposuction did, with his priceless remark about it being his first pressing. Juxtaposed with the bag of bloodies fluid and fat globules it was just special. So nice to know there are other foul people out there.
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what happened to the playstation?
loaned it to someone & I suspect negotiating a pick up time will be difficult...
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