Sep 29, 2007 15:25
"So you don't want to hear about my good day..."
First off, what the hell Pilgrim?! Gor the latest newsletter from Pilgrim Management: talked about Krieger who I haven’t listened to yet, mentioned the New York City release for Emigrate and then Rammstein. Showing an odd video. You know the one’s that are completely odd songs that are choreographed to other videos - that’s what this was. A Volkerball performance complete with an odd little German song. It bloody made me laugh though. It was done so well and fit perfectly in time. Nice to know R+/Pilgrim have a sense of humour! I honestly would have never expected they would post something like that.
Talking of Emigrate, finally got to watch the new video i.e. New York City. And bloody hell! Bit racy, innit? The whole touching up the stripper was pretty tame at first and couldn’t understand what everyone had been talking bout then suddenly…porn! Okay not really. It was pretty weak to be honest but still! For a music video. I think I’m honest it just threw me because it was Richard. Not used to seeing him like that. Hell I’m not used to seeing him sing either. But hey. New York City deffo isn’t my favourite track from the album but it’s certainly not bad. AND WAAAAY FOR DWARVES/MIDGETS/VERTICALLY CHALLENGED/WHATEVVER THE LATEST PC WORD IS! Richard’s video knows how to hit my buttons. Throw in a semi-naked chick, porn and a dwarf and I’m set. Throw in some silver varnish and now we’re smoking. I have no idea where that came from.
My connection is making me its bitch. We decided to have a wireless connection in the house as we seem to have more computers that we know what to do with at the mo including a laptop, the one in my room, the one in the house and the one downstairs. But for some reason my computer is just rejecting it. Utterly. Slagging thing. I’ll rape it. That’ll show it. It’ll think next time it decides to lose the connection when I’m stroking its hardware. I think I just made myself shudder.
I had a right crappy dream this morning. I didn’t get as upset by it as I thought I would have but it made me all worried. But that’s when I pretty much figured dreams are just reflections of our fears, things in our subconscious and therefore are seldom actual prophecies of the future. I mean that’s just ric-goddamn-diculous to think that’s what they do anyway! I know that can happen. Incredibly rarely. Practically impossibly. But there isn’t a way it can happen to everyone. Henceforth tis bollocks. Dreams are only good to interpret what has already happened in our lives that we’re kept inside and how it has affected us.
OH! OH! OH! On Saturday I got round to watching Death Proof! So happy! I won’t ruin the story for ye bitches but it was brilliant. I love Stuntman Mike and Zoë. Zoë actually didn’t appear to be acting at all. It seemed completely natural on her end. As for Stuntman Mike - awesomeness. Cowardice has never looked so cool. A little cut up by the quick demise of the hotness that is Rose McGowan but we can’t have it all. The cinema I went to actually felt the need to explain the film is meant to look that. i.e. with the little film buggerages etc. That made me grin stupidly when I read it. Other than that, the weekend was fairly subdued, -just bought birthday presents for people and shit like that.
Oh I attempted to get some ‘sensible’ shoes. Which seemed like a good idea at the time. ‘Til I realised they actually cripple me when I wear them longer than 10 minutes. You see my feet hold a terrible curse. Whenever I wear new shoes, the first two or three times, my feet will literally bleed and be hacked up. Then suddenly the shoes will become the most comfortable things in the world. With no bleeding. Obviously. But I can’t see tis happening with the ‘sensible’ shoes. I’ve literally covered my feet in plasters and keep finding them everywhere just to piss me off. So cat shoes it is. Shoes with the cats on. Not made of cats. Dick.
This Friday went to Ben’s for his birthday thing. Sadly the weather conspired against us and despite my moans and whimpers that I was too cold, we sat out in the park. I was trying to avoid catching a cold as I usually don’t catch them ‘til the spring. Now I have one. Thanks. It was alright. Felt my mind wander an awful lot but I had one of those talks that I always appreciate. Rach deffo does understand you know. Plus I’m really happy for her because she’s finally got something she’s wanted for so long. And I couldn’t be happier.
Oh and be warned: Howard Marks has created something more addictive than crack. And I can’t get enough. So I will in fact be injecting pages into my bloodstream. Or to keep in with the tone, I’ll smoke it. Tis a plan.
Oh I may have anger management issues, I actually went psycho because someone ate the last of my cereal and I was forced to eat toast. And there was no scissors to cut open the orange juice carton. Life’s too short *shakes head*
I can officially say I’m really looking forward to Saturday coming up. That is all.
Finally - what’s with blokes mentioning my corset of a couple of years ago all of a sudden? Pervs
Oh and people in glass houses shouldn't throw stones. Or get naked.
emigrate,
dwarves,
richard kruspe,
new york city,
rammstein,
death proof