I'm posting an entry because I feel sorry for this sad little journal that nobody reads and now, nobody writes in. It is just over 2 months since I last wrote and 1 month until I leave London for Canada. My brain is swimming with all the things coming up and such. My stomach is being rude and hurting - maybe because I have been on a sugar detox for the last 5 days. My body loves its sugar and it will fight me every step of the way if it is deprived! This week is dragging along like nobodies business. Partly because I am looking forward to the weekend particularly but also because last week was a three day week thus making this, a normal 5 day working week, feel really really fucking long. Last week was a three day working week because Katie and I went on our whirlwind trip to Portugal. It was beautiful and we really did get to see a whole lot of Porto (the city to which we went). I also had my first experience on a double decker tourist bus. I do like to sit in a car and watch out the window. Although it makes me very dozy. But then most things make me dozy. I am easily dozed.

After a week and a half of being a very grumpy london tour guide I'm back in the seat in front of the computer ready to write about my life. In this past ten or so days I have done many wondrous touristy type things but the best times were had at the shows. David Cross and Friends, Magnolia Electric Co and the musical 'Avenue Q' were all wonderful. It can be overwhelming at times - living in London. There are so many opportunities to see such great acts that you are bound to constantly miss really great shows. But I am so glad I went to all three of these. And next up on my tour of duty in London is the Latitude Festival. Not this weekend but the next. It is going to be wonderful (if the weather permits - which looks dicey at this point). So many great musical acts (Arcade Fire, The Hold Steady, Damien Rice, Wilco - to name but a few) but also comedy acts and theatre and literature. I think my mind if going to be overstimulated by the end of the three days. By what the weatherman is saying it will probably rain though. I am not so sure about how I am going to cope with sleeping in a tent in the rain. And if it is muddy.... I think I can put up with most things as long as I am not cold. If I am cold I cannot enjoy anything.

Tags: latitude

I feel compelled to write an entry although I don't have anything particularly pressing to write about. 

What I am reading at the moment: Margrave of the Marshes, John Peel's autobiography

The CDs I have on rotation; Arcade Fire - Neon Bible, Midlake - Van Occupanther (sic), National - The Boxer

Concerts/Gigs I am going to see in the week and a half; New Pornographers, David Cross, Magnolia Electric Co

I would like to join one of those mailing clubs things they have on here but they seem to get pretty busy. You would have to get in early. And what if you went to alot of trouble and someone sent you something crap? I am a mail whore. Sometimes I think I order things over Amazon less for the fact that they are cheaper (because once the postage is included, that isn't always so) but because I like to receive packages. 

I can't be bothered writing and there is no use pushing myself when exactly zero people read this. It is not like I have an adoring public to please.

Current Location: London
Current Mood: apathetic
Current Music: None

My second blog in so many days. Committed or sadly without anything better to do? You decide.

I wish I could see my previous blog while I am writing this one as I have a habit of repeating myself. My brain basically recycles about three or four thoughts.

I have just today gotten hooked on lastfm. Unfortunately I don't have my own computer so I can't let them use their crazy computer know how to look at the songs I have and pick other corkers for me but I have been listening to songs based on bands I already like and it seems to be working well. As we speak I have I have Catpower playing in my left ear (but only my left as I have to be able to hear the phone, I am at work). 

I should be getting the first disk in the first series of Battlestar Galactica today. I am quite excited as everyone who likes it seems to love it and I did quite enjoy the miniseries. So I am ready for a marathon session. 

One of my biggest peeves in regards to Britian is that noone here seems to know how to make a decent gingerbead man (or woman). Everytime I have bought one (excitedly, I love gingerbread people) they always end up being more of the cookie variety. No soft and chewy but crunchy. A gingerbread man is not crunchy! My new years resolution for this year was to learn how to create a perfect gingerbread person. I have tried once so far. The outcome was iffy. They tasted pretty good but looked like deformed creatures and not minute baked people. I should try again soon. I mean, a resolution is a resolution. You have to stick to them. Luckily for me that is the only real resolution I made for 2007. Imagine the hard work if I had more then one.

Tags: gingerbread
Current Location: London
Current Music: lastfm (tristan prettyman at the mo)

Ok. 

It took me awhile to set this thing up but here I am. Probably writing with noone reading. A tree falling in the woods kind of thing. My plan is not to tell my friends about my livejournal. This is a plan that probably wont last for long as I am all about receiving as much attention as possible. And praise. Praise and attention. Hear that imaginary people? Take a note.

 But for the moment I just want to use this as a way to write down as much as I can. Maybe then I will get used to writing again and soon I can start writing the things I should be writing – like scripts. For the moment unamusing mumblings about my life will have to do.

This has been a hard week. I have no idea why but I fell into an enourmous black hole on Monday and I am still trying to crawl out. It could have been the treats that were had on the weekend but I doubt it. The high wasn't high enough for the low to be this low. I think it is just that time of the month. Down time. My mum arrives for her visit in exactly a week so I suspect by then I shall feel good again. Here's hoping. 

Butterfly Bouche is playing in Hammersmith tonight and I was all set to go (written in my organiser, in pen) but now all my housemates are sick so I have no partner in crime and I don't know if I can be fucked taking the tube to Hammersmith . Actually, no, I take that back. I know I can't be fucked taking the tube into Hammersmith. I suppose that you can't see everyone, especially not in London. I am still ebaying, trying to get tickets for The New Pornographers on Monday. Due to the fact that I was too slow to buy the tickets before they sold out it now looks as though I might have to pay twice the original price. But I have to see them. They are one of my favourite new bands of the last year (not that they started in the last year but that I discovered them in that time). Another on that list of favourites is Magnolia Electric Co which I have already purchased tickets for and will be dragging my mother to see with me. As you can tell - I am all about consideration. 

I have also gotten tickets to see David Cross whilst my mother is here. I am really looking forward to that. I think it will be hilarious. My sister and brother-in-law are wonderfully jealous. 

What else. My back is feeling horrendous at the moment. My search for a soft-tissue OT in London continues. I have a number for a friend of a friend who apparently either is or would know where to find one - but I have been too slack to call. Even pain doesn't trump laziness. It is the winning card in my life. That sounds decidedly sad. 

It is nearly exactly five months until I leave London.

Current Location: London
Current Mood: cranky
Current Music: The sound of silence (literally - no Paul, no Art)