So goodbye, yeah I wish you all well

sad now :(

Work, work, work (Pub, Club, Sleep)

I've been to two gigs this week, the first was on my own to the Old Blue Last to see Milk Kan (who I will be seeing again on Sunday) and The Mighty Roars (album launch) as part of Harry's Mulligan Presents night which happens the last Saturday of the month and it's free so you know, yay!  I like going to his night because he always chooses good bands to play and the D's are a great laugh one of them was playing Wu Tang which was quality to hear at an indie night (consequently I've been digging out my old Wu albums).  The last DJ was Taz from The Sessions and he likes to play a bit of disco and quality soul, so musically a diverse night but the security turned off his set because it was time to go but I got chatting to sound engineer actually I mainly listened because she was doing most of the talking and I didn't much feel like saying anything really, we flirted a bit but you know me I somehow manage to sabotage myself so I kept quiet and left it at that, just a chat. Listened to the latest Arctic Monkeys on the bus home and went past the pub but the were shut, well it was half three in the morning, though that doesn't normally stop them from being open.  Anyway they were shut and I headed for bed.

 

Last night I went to Another Kitchen at Proud in Camden Remi Nicole was playing but I missed her as she was on earlier than expected and the band we (yes I said we, yay for work colleagues) went to see, The More Assured, ended up being headline, there was another band playing who I thought were rather hot they were called The Answer Machine (I'll have to check their Myspace). The place was packed (though after Remi the crowd dwindled) and the bar was free when we got there but it didn't last long (only got one drink out of it but never mind). We sat out on the beds on the veranda which over looks Camden it was cold but there were heaters and chatted for a while waiting for the bands to start. So had far to much to drink and ended up walking home and got a Chinese meal on the way which was mighty satisfying and for some reason I thought it would be a good idea to buy my lunch for today at the 24 hour supermarket and now I'm here at work after about 2 hours sleep, a shower and a change of clothes, writing this before I forget it which reminds me, when I was walking home my mind was flowing with ideas for things to write here, I'll try and get some of them down when I get a chance.

 

Ok that's everything I think. I have the kids tomorrow and an all dayer on Sunday which should be good, I've seen a couple of the acts before so I know it will be good and on bank holiday Monday I'll probably just sleep.

 

After thought: I hope it's quiet at work today I'm so jacob's.

Scorched is the new look

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/london/6597753.stm

A nation of chavs mourn.

Androgyny

Androgyny appeals to me

like free fields see no boundaries

Not Everyone Will Survive

The news is rarely good, generally irrelevant to me and makes me feel hopeless/depressed. It's the last one that gets me, I can't do anything about things that happen. But I still watch, have I got a hunger for knowledge or just looking for something to talk about at work tomorrow, if someone dies what difference does it make that I know, is it anymore relevant when it happens locally (obviously if they're looking for someone and it's local you might recognise them so that may be important but otherwise), do I really need to be well informed? Surely most things I need to know are common sense anyway, but still I watch.

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Is it cruel or kind no to speak my mind and to lie to you rather than hurt you?

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If you've lost your faith in love and music
Oh the end won't be long

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Indie Cindy or The Ineptitude of a Narrator

I saw a girl today, she was wearing a white dress and red cardi. I wanted to compliment her on her shoes which were red with white polka dots, I thought they were really nice. I didn't. I don't know why. She got on the bus at Whitehall, her oyster didn't work so the driver waited for her to buy a ticket from the machine, she dropped her money on the floor, I was listening to Maxïmo Park's Russian Literature and Karaoke Plays while this was going on, she got on and stood opposite for a minute then went upstairs never to be seen again.

Cool for cats

If you would like to walk all over me feel free, everybody else does. I feel monumentally fucked over and it literally makes me feel sick. I just don't care anymore so here's your invitation to do the same just take it all, I don't want it.

I've just realised...I've got nothing to say

I got food poisoning last night, I felt fucked. But here I am at work, an hour and a half early I might add. I'm really not looking forward to working today.

I had the kids on Saturday they were reasonably well behaved which makes the day a whole lot easier. We went to the park for a while and Connor's nose bled when he banged his nose on the floor and Cole was quite content going up the slide the wrong way. They still fight with eachother a lot but I suppose I an expect that until they're adults and even then I'd imagine they would still fight. On the way back to their mothers Cole fell asleep and I gave Connor my iPod to listen to the Beatles (1962-1966 Red) and he was really enjoying it. I felt quite relaxed, usually I feel stressed by their behaviour but today was OK. When I don't have them I miss them but I can't help thinking they don't really need me anymore, like we're going through the motions. Sometimes I just feel like a babysitter.

I got a new iPod the other day my old one just died. I can't believe I went so long without one. It's great because now I can ignore people on the bus. Oh, and I just figured out how to scrobble iPod plays which is great because I like stats (I'm a bit sad can you tell).

I don't plan on going to any gigs in the near future so probably no late night tales of being drunk or lost or both. But I'll probably just decide to go out 5 minutes before I find out about a gig, I can be impulsive like that so you never know. They say the unplanned nights are the best. Although I would be quite content to stay at home and listen to music all day and have no contact with the outside world I can be reclusive like that.

Anyway I haven't eaten in a day and I can't tell if I'm hungry or not and a dismal day of mind crushing boredom awaits (go work).

Edit: I just realised this is the 50th blog I've published, I feel quite proud. I don't know if I can get to 60 let alone 100 but enjoy this and plan to continue but I still have problems getting the words out.