a song on my guitar

I just got back from drinking lots at a friends house and playing guitar hero. They came back here from home today so it's a legitimate minor celebration

waiting for Roy Jones Jnr vs. Felix Trinidad to start

and I'm an insomniac

Did fuck all this afternoon. No motivation. Gonna try and do a few hours and crash. Hopefully get up early and revise like hell =/

wouldn't we be on dis at 1.33am on a sunday morning?"

that's the real question

checking certain blogs for new tunes
downloading a gay for johnny depp album

and I haven't gone to bed yet.

I slept in until 1:30pm and am now paying dearly for it. I also need to wash some dishes and work on some projections for a play. fun ahoy.

I've just got back from some shit Uni event, with a craving for some Movielife and some garlic bread with cheese and donner meat (which is shit, for the record).

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essay on emasculation and impotence in american fiction. also just received an email about auditions for an 80s reagan/thatcher era Doctor Faustus, which sounds like it could be amazing

realise it was that time.

But I'm doing much the same as yourself.

i don't understand why people go to bed before 3am. who decided these times that we should and shouldn't sleep?

because i'm worried about how much i'm smoking.
listening to one of those Pebbles compilations that i got on vinyl at rough trade today.
it's really really fucking good.

whether to stay up all night and try to get most of my essay (due in monday) finished, or get up early tomorrow and go and do it in the library. unfortunately i haven't done any work on it yet so it looks like a day in the library tomorrow :(

i went to watch my uncle play with the bournemouth symphony orchestra tonight which was grrrrrrrrrreat. then i came home and watched 'the life aquatic'. i'm now finishing off some parcels for some friends.

Lyon, Chelsea, Milan, Bayern and Barca to eternal glory on FM2008.

and heating up a can of vegan spaghetti bolognese after a night out which consisted of hearing silly music... and one song twice and seeing loads of rubbish people that i didn't know. i might regret this stupid post tomorrow. typical. a let-down after such an enjoyable day.

around 1. mate is suicidal apparently, but its really about a guy and attentiony so i am pretending to care. also i dont want to wake til 11 tomorrow and i never sleep more than 6 hours per night

much better than usual
why not use a different hand, eh

to ALOPECIA!! yay

i should have left it to the morning, but i couldn't.

Just watched Harry Hill on youtube. Downloaded a load of albumzzzz.
Reading/posting on DiS in between.

from a relaxing night drinking whiskey with a friend but quite predictably for this era of my life, the first thing I've done upon arriving home has been log into DiS...

So now I'm just internerding and I doubt I'll sleep for another hour or two.

thinking about life

8000 miles in the westly direction, eh. And DiS is better than Tom Cruise and Britney Spears updates off the television. Usually.

it's 3:07 and i'm here because i always check the interwebz before i go to sleep. my clubnight happened this evening starring cowtown. it was fucking rad.

I have not exercise regime at the moment so have to stay up until i feel tired so I can actually sleep. This is bad.

designing a 12 page programme for a Mother Goose pantomime.

Or at least attempting to.

because it seemed like a good time to go on drowned in sound when I got in from my wonderful night out (in flares...which was terrible)

Also listening to the new why? album.

Went to see No Country For Old Men before that. Loved it.

I'm writing this from a different half past one though, it's twelve hours on..