mook
Well, that's me shot for the evening, and i still have one little ivory silk jacket to sew together. I was out last night with monkey-boy, at the Neubauten gig, which i thoroughly enjoyed. Really, really enjoyed. It was like the first time I went to see the Fall, or the Boredoms; instantly enjoying the music. I'm really not a music critic, but hey, it was fun, and now I'm tired. V sleepy.
Tomorrow I am going to the Scott Walker film at the Soho Curzon, and on Friday I shall be watching ballet with Martha Wainwright & Kurt Weil songs. Hurrah! I may have less culture than a month old pot of yoghurt, but I do know people who could outstrip an overwarm dairy farm (yuk, sorry) which is great. Without the smell, obviously.
Tired now. Going to try on all my summer clothes to decide what to take with me. The anticipation of this dratted trip is lasting at least twice as long as the trip will, but hey. I'm being serious - I love you all, but I might not be coming back.
Tomorrow I am going to the Scott Walker film at the Soho Curzon, and on Friday I shall be watching ballet with Martha Wainwright & Kurt Weil songs. Hurrah! I may have less culture than a month old pot of yoghurt, but I do know people who could outstrip an overwarm dairy farm (yuk, sorry) which is great. Without the smell, obviously.
Tired now. Going to try on all my summer clothes to decide what to take with me. The anticipation of this dratted trip is lasting at least twice as long as the trip will, but hey. I'm being serious - I love you all, but I might not be coming back.