Friday, 28 October 2011

GUESS WHO'S BACK!

ME! Maybe. Hello! Yeah, I think I'm ready to get back into things again. Take me back?

So what have I been doing this past month? WELL, I started the dreaded process of flat hunting, have attended many 21st birthdays (there must have been something in the Bournemouth water January 1990 ;)), spent too much money, (unsuccessfully) confronted the biggest spider I've ever seen, signed my first autograph (don't ask) and pulled my first pint!

Oh yeah, did a few nights down the O2, one of which included club night "Bedlam" - eight hours of idiots leaning over the bar shoving me fistfuls of whatever left over shrapnel they can find in a desperate bid for one more drink, whilst all the while the constant beat of shitty drum 'n' bass plays in the background.

The whole night had a bit of a Nathan Barley "Rise of The Idiots" feel to it.

...Despite how awful I'm making it sound, though, it wasn't actually too bad. The night went pretty quick and I got a few tips so who really cares, only need to do a couple of them a month and then the rest of the time I can get on the good gigs, like BOWLING FOR SOUP. #1989

What else? Oh, I bought myself a new bag. ;)


It's great, like an old doctors bag and holds just as much as Mary Poppins'. The only downside of the thing is that the useless arm strap that came inside it doesn't actually attach to anything. Now I'm aware of fake pockets and fake zips and all that crap ("so that's the way it is? let's just put a zip here, a swastika there. who knows what these things once stood for? who the hell even cares?") but a fake arm strap? Surely not. Took it into my local Topshop and got told that apparently it's a fault with all the bags, that they're getting in touch with head office about it and that I could email customer services if I liked.

...effort! Good job I like the bag with just the handles.

So how have you guys been? I've missed you!

Saturday, 1 October 2011

welcome to the university of hard knocks, baby!

Hello. Well! Um. Bit awkward this, isn't it? I feel like my last post is the equivalent of a bit of a rubbish date and my prolonged absence since has been the no post-date phone call...

I really really really hate these times where I feel all dull and uninspired and put off posting (this alone feels like an effort right now) for yonks but sadly I'm just not feeling very "bloggy" at the moment. It's annoying but you know how it is; just waiting it out and hoping it'll pass.

Anyway, despite the sudden laziness in blogging I've actually been pretty busy. I've worked quite a lot and last week I was back in London seeing friends and watching the brilliant comedian Paul Foot perform at the Soho Theatre. Hahaha. Oh god, I ADORE this man. I think he's hilarious. You must check him out if you've not heard of him before. Some say he's an "acquired taste" but pah, whatevs - I say I've got good taste and that's all you really need to go on. ;)

Paul @ Soho Theatre
I also watched Being John Malkovich for the first time ever (bit late), grabbed a Greek Street curry, did the Warren Street walk, revisited my favourite cafe-cum-restaurant Mildred's and watched Marcus Foster perform a lovely acoustic gig at Rough Trade; I'd never really heard of him before but he was brilliant! Genuine talent.

Anyway, yeah. I am alive and I am well and I hope you lot are ok!