Carl Barat's sweat smells really, really nice

Seriously, you don't understand how good it was.

That's all.

The Rain

(for T & F)

The unnecessary confirmation
Came from the positive confrontation
of two. I could never accept, never
believe. My esteem would never let me.
But there it was, on either side of me.
Expressions of truth, trust and confessions.
My silence spoke cliched volumes as your
reassurances dried my dampened eyes.

With plans and promises we said goodbye.
My faith, hope, trust and love restored somewhat.
The next day I woke up happy, refreshed
ready to face the world and it's weather.

Here is another crap poem

I'm halfway through seeing 100 bands this year but am nowhere near reading 50 books. The way things are going I'll probably only read 25 and I'm cheating by reading plays and poetry.

-

Love from Ariel

This picture perfect pair were a Monet
And for what reasons I could never say
They were idols of the way things should be
In love and the pursuit of happiness

I was never close enough to their hearts
Or close enough to see their painful tears
I stood back, kept my impression of them
Intact for the sake of my delusion

The birds of rumour circled their remains
swooping down to feed on romantic loss
This is what I saw, this is how I knew
Of the demise of the perfect picture

I know you're married but...

Martha Wainwright at The Royal Festival Hall was the absolute nuts!

Opening with a few tracks from the new album and then introducing Ed Harcourt and his missus and Romeo from The Magic Numbers they did great renditions of Lachrymosity and I See You, I See Me. then a couple of tracks from her first album and an interval. After the break she had two more guests namely Beth Orton who dueted on Floyd's See Emily Play which was stunning and Schlomo who makes funny noises in his mouth got a massive round of applause after their track.

The concert was two and a half hours long including the interval of twenty minutes and with all the special guests made it a wonderful experience I'll never forget.

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down

Decrepit ruins of lives destroyed by lies

False declarations in conversations

Wasted hope, wasted fear, wasted love

For life gone but not forgotten

Wand'ring through this lonely life

There's no one left but me

It's my own doing

It's my own fault

It's over

Finished

Gone

The Divine Comedy

I've just started reading it and it is fairly easy to read so far. I haven't bothered with the introduction or the notes but will probably look at them once I've finished.

I promised myself I'd take it easy today and so far so good. I think I may even break out the vinyl later and lie in my darkened room letting the sounds surround me.

My main goal for when I get a day off from now on will be to not think of anything remotely connected to work because that is what generally gets me cross. Oh, and that age old resolution about having fewer regrets. Life is short etc.

At the moment I'm neither happy nor sad, excited or down. I just am and it's odd that I've noticed, at least this early, normally it's oh I'm being and I return to the world of worry and excuses and general "apartness" from real life.


Also I want to get involved in charity, well more than giving a few bob to people collecting and so on. Maybe some time in a shop, summat along those lines.


A friend of mine gives blood fairly regularly and I think I should start doing the same if my blood's acceptable.

It's not to be good or because it's the right thing to do I just think it's something I should do, which I'm still really not sure of, oh well.

Back to life, I suppose.

The Less Assured

'twas a bit shitty weather wise today so the kids and I just watched the first two Harry Potter pictures and went to their aunties and made chocolate cornflake cake type things.

Once I'd dropped them home I read a fair bit of Plath's The Colossus on my journey back. I'm finding it quite difficult but am enjoying it nonetheless.

I've been out drinking a couple of times recently but it wasn't very enjoyable and the mornings after even less so. So I am just going to go back to not drinking at all.

I should be getting my second tattoo and possibly third very soon and am really looking forward to it.

Now I'm going to try and relax for the rest of the weekend

Waiting for the beat to kick in

There's a line in a song that says why can't you decide to be in a good mood and then just be in a good mood. I really wish I could be that way but I just can't bring myself to do it. It's like that trick to confidence by pretending to be confident.


It's just not me.

giggle

The ticket has been found.

Serj Tankian is back on, COME ON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

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I'm out with my mates
soz hun ill b a bit l8
It's my round boys
what'll it be

Where's my baby
I've been waiting ages
dont b lng luv u xx
I'll just finish this rosé

These Tequilas are going down a treat
Barmaid's well tasty
babes bin eld up b back soon k
Alright love, what's your name then?

He's always doing this
'Enders is boring let me call him
can't reach him maybe he's on the tube
call me when u get this xx
Or maybe he's with his mates

Her name is Tracey
she's finished her shift
and knows an after hours club
Ran into an old friend gonna have a quik 1
dont wori stop txin
Tracey takes my hand and leads me out

He's lying, I know it
Mascara on my cheeks now
have ur drink u bstrd
dnt com bk
where's the Bacardi

Fucking bitch
what, no not you.
pls dnt b like dat i luv u u no
I get some cocktails for us
but Tracey's gone when I get back

Never should've taken him back
More trouble than he's worth
but I love him
im sori pls com home ill w8 up x
why am I doing this to myself

I don't know where I am
I think I drank too much
At least the silly bitch still loves me
on way back baby, home soon yeah
Now where's the bus stop

It's light outside now
I've sent him loads of texts
There's a police cordon on
the breakfast news
despite myself I smile