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Today I came so close to buying the complete adventures of TinTin on DVD. It was just so sexy sat there on the shelf at a reduced price. Took all of my willpower to turn it down.
I keep saying I'm going to update, but I just never get round to it. Uni's going pretty well. Just keep on moving... (...someday, maybe, I'll get to where I'm going).
I like just sitting and taking some time out, looking over the marina. Preferably with my iPod and book. It's quite a relaxing place. Especially compared to the likes of Leeds. I am liking it down here, but I am missing going out in Leeds on a night and seeing the people I'd only ever see on a Leeds night out.
And of course, I'm missing you lot.
Was home for this weekend though. The Friday night wasn't too successful. A mixture of trains being late, the tyre bursting on the motorway, and me going to a party which it turned out not many people had been invited to - including the ones I was told were invited me to get me to go. If that makes sense. That was a bit lame. Just lots of people talking about my hair.
Saturday was a lot better though. Todd's 18th party.. and me travelling all that way proved that I am, in fact, the biggest Toddcore fan. Was good to see everyone again, although, I still stand by saying that I should have DJ'd, and not that lame guy who wouldn't even play The Cure.
Then we were ment to go to Brighton Beach. But Rachael and Adam bailed on me again. So we didn't make it. Good job Peter Doherty never showed up to play that acoustic set he was ment to do, 'cos then I'd have been really annoyed.
I've passed up two opportunities to see Babyshambles this weekend. The first was in Leeds, and I was going to go with Emma, Jenna and Kay, but I couldn't 'cause of Todd's 18th... and I'd already told Biggles off for suggesting going instead of to Todd's, so I couldn't turn round and then go to 'Shambles after that. Damn my principles.
Then I got a text on Sunday morning from Mark asking if I wanted to go to the Liverpool gig. He was driving. But I couldn't go to that either, 'cause I had to go back to Uni that night and sort out some stupid accomadation payment mixup.
But we did see Peter fucking Doherty in the car park to the Blank Canvas on Saturday when we were hanging around. Good to know he's still alive and kicking. I like him again. There was a time when he really let me down, and I didn't like him for ages. But there's something about him. He's so alluring. I just like his spirit, and his whole general attitude. Like how nothing can stop him when he wants to do something. There are no boundries or limitations. He's not confined by the laws of physics and gravity. He's just free. Shame about the drugs though, eh?
Oh, Emma and Kay are friends with Jenna again. And vice-versa. Which I'm taking some part in. I'm glad. I met them as a trio, and they should always stay that way. Miss them though. Are going to have to see them for longer when I come home again. And they need to come to some gigs with me down here.
I'm drinking yoghurt from the carton.
Going to see Editors on Friday. Supported by We Are Scientists. Can't wait for that. Oh... that means I have 4 tickets to give away for that The Cribs and Duels thing in Bradford. Let me know if anyone wants one. Emma and Doofy? But yeah... really looking forward to Friday. I think there's going to be me, Dan, Richard, Tania, the Gareths, Amy, Emily, and Zoreen. So that'll be pretty cool. I like our crowd.
I'm applying for the role of Deputy Music Editor for Bullet (the student magazine). I think I might get it as well. The first article I've written for it is getting used as a full, one page main feature. Then I have a coupleof other bits here and there. There's a piece on Forward Russia that I'm in the middle of writing, and I'm thinking about writing something about how overrated the Arctic Monkeys are. Then I'm going to try slip in something about Elliott Smith if I can get it included. Seeing as it's nearly the anniversary of his death.
Fuck, I miss him.
Well, what ever doesn't get used for the magazine will probably get used for the website.
So, I saw this film. Called 'Almost Famous'. Dan introduced me to it. It's amazing. And quite inspirational for aspiring rock journalists.
I'm getting by on thin air. I guess I should really get another job. It was Patti Smith who made me quit my old one. Well. I would have done anyway. But when we saw her live, she just told us all to go home, be free, and live for ourselves. Quit our jobs and shed the shackles of opression. I'm thinking about ringing her up sometime and asking 'what next'?
I love that smell in the air. Y'know? It's crisp and clean... and just a little chilling. And you can smell wood burning somewhere far off. It's the smell of autumn. It's here. I love autumn. When the leaves drop and they all turn the deepest of reds and browns. And I can wear scarfs and coats and rap up warm. And you can sleep with extra blankets, and in the morning, you never want to get out of bed, because it's so warm and cosy. Yeah. I love it.
I have an essay to write for Friday. But it's cool. A managable 1,500 words. It's the 100 word news feature that's perplexing me. I have to atually find news. And I have Radio News Production tomorrow. I'm not sure how much I like it yet. But Sarah's in that class. And she's cool. I like her. And she's from Leeds. Me and Dan saw her in Morrisons today working when we were shopping. Mwa ha ha.
Comedy club tomorrow night. Wednesday's probably going to be down to the local indie night. Thursdays John Peel night, which of course I can't miss. Some live bands and DJ sets. So it should be good. Then Friday it's Editors and Lucy. She's coming down for a couple of days. Wahey! :)
I think I'm going to goto the library and be hardcore. There's some books I need to get, and I might as well do it now. No one else is doing much tonight. It's kind of a lazy-do-all-the-chores-we-put-off-over-the-weekend night.
Happy endings; they still don't bore me...
I keep saying I'm going to update, but I just never get round to it. Uni's going pretty well. Just keep on moving... (...someday, maybe, I'll get to where I'm going).
I like just sitting and taking some time out, looking over the marina. Preferably with my iPod and book. It's quite a relaxing place. Especially compared to the likes of Leeds. I am liking it down here, but I am missing going out in Leeds on a night and seeing the people I'd only ever see on a Leeds night out.
And of course, I'm missing you lot.
Was home for this weekend though. The Friday night wasn't too successful. A mixture of trains being late, the tyre bursting on the motorway, and me going to a party which it turned out not many people had been invited to - including the ones I was told were invited me to get me to go. If that makes sense. That was a bit lame. Just lots of people talking about my hair.
Saturday was a lot better though. Todd's 18th party.. and me travelling all that way proved that I am, in fact, the biggest Toddcore fan. Was good to see everyone again, although, I still stand by saying that I should have DJ'd, and not that lame guy who wouldn't even play The Cure.
Then we were ment to go to Brighton Beach. But Rachael and Adam bailed on me again. So we didn't make it. Good job Peter Doherty never showed up to play that acoustic set he was ment to do, 'cos then I'd have been really annoyed.
I've passed up two opportunities to see Babyshambles this weekend. The first was in Leeds, and I was going to go with Emma, Jenna and Kay, but I couldn't 'cause of Todd's 18th... and I'd already told Biggles off for suggesting going instead of to Todd's, so I couldn't turn round and then go to 'Shambles after that. Damn my principles.
Then I got a text on Sunday morning from Mark asking if I wanted to go to the Liverpool gig. He was driving. But I couldn't go to that either, 'cause I had to go back to Uni that night and sort out some stupid accomadation payment mixup.
But we did see Peter fucking Doherty in the car park to the Blank Canvas on Saturday when we were hanging around. Good to know he's still alive and kicking. I like him again. There was a time when he really let me down, and I didn't like him for ages. But there's something about him. He's so alluring. I just like his spirit, and his whole general attitude. Like how nothing can stop him when he wants to do something. There are no boundries or limitations. He's not confined by the laws of physics and gravity. He's just free. Shame about the drugs though, eh?
Oh, Emma and Kay are friends with Jenna again. And vice-versa. Which I'm taking some part in. I'm glad. I met them as a trio, and they should always stay that way. Miss them though. Are going to have to see them for longer when I come home again. And they need to come to some gigs with me down here.
I'm drinking yoghurt from the carton.
Going to see Editors on Friday. Supported by We Are Scientists. Can't wait for that. Oh... that means I have 4 tickets to give away for that The Cribs and Duels thing in Bradford. Let me know if anyone wants one. Emma and Doofy? But yeah... really looking forward to Friday. I think there's going to be me, Dan, Richard, Tania, the Gareths, Amy, Emily, and Zoreen. So that'll be pretty cool. I like our crowd.
I'm applying for the role of Deputy Music Editor for Bullet (the student magazine). I think I might get it as well. The first article I've written for it is getting used as a full, one page main feature. Then I have a coupleof other bits here and there. There's a piece on Forward Russia that I'm in the middle of writing, and I'm thinking about writing something about how overrated the Arctic Monkeys are. Then I'm going to try slip in something about Elliott Smith if I can get it included. Seeing as it's nearly the anniversary of his death.
Fuck, I miss him.
Well, what ever doesn't get used for the magazine will probably get used for the website.
So, I saw this film. Called 'Almost Famous'. Dan introduced me to it. It's amazing. And quite inspirational for aspiring rock journalists.
I'm getting by on thin air. I guess I should really get another job. It was Patti Smith who made me quit my old one. Well. I would have done anyway. But when we saw her live, she just told us all to go home, be free, and live for ourselves. Quit our jobs and shed the shackles of opression. I'm thinking about ringing her up sometime and asking 'what next'?
I love that smell in the air. Y'know? It's crisp and clean... and just a little chilling. And you can smell wood burning somewhere far off. It's the smell of autumn. It's here. I love autumn. When the leaves drop and they all turn the deepest of reds and browns. And I can wear scarfs and coats and rap up warm. And you can sleep with extra blankets, and in the morning, you never want to get out of bed, because it's so warm and cosy. Yeah. I love it.
I have an essay to write for Friday. But it's cool. A managable 1,500 words. It's the 100 word news feature that's perplexing me. I have to atually find news. And I have Radio News Production tomorrow. I'm not sure how much I like it yet. But Sarah's in that class. And she's cool. I like her. And she's from Leeds. Me and Dan saw her in Morrisons today working when we were shopping. Mwa ha ha.
Comedy club tomorrow night. Wednesday's probably going to be down to the local indie night. Thursdays John Peel night, which of course I can't miss. Some live bands and DJ sets. So it should be good. Then Friday it's Editors and Lucy. She's coming down for a couple of days. Wahey! :)
I think I'm going to goto the library and be hardcore. There's some books I need to get, and I might as well do it now. No one else is doing much tonight. It's kind of a lazy-do-all-the-chores-we-put-off-over-the-weekend night.
Happy endings; they still don't bore me...