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Worth slightly less than emmelyn may's, my soul is worth: £8741, 78% of people have a purer soul than me.
We Want Your Soul
We Want Your Soul
Sep. 10th, 2003
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Sep. 10th, 2003 04:00 pmHrm.
Feeling a bit low today.
Not helped by monday's tune writing leading to tuesday spent working / dodging things because I was hungover and a bit slow to start despite quite a workload.
Followed by (unrelatedly) having something crop up that meant I was coding till 3am last night.
Aaaand, Liz has gone back home to visit her folks and hopefully return with a new car.
And Neil's done about a day's work on the walls and doesn't show signs of doing any more (if anyone can recommend or indeed DO the work of putting up walls, for the love of fuck tell me, I'm sick of waiting and willing to pay). The resultant mess / inability to really clean the house, lack of privacy, etc is really doing my head in.
Actually, you know, it was just after we touched down on return from Canada that I remembered the state the house was in, and that I would be returning to. That was depressing. I'm getting stressed about the house at the moment because there's so many things to organise, Cat and me are working our asses off on our day jobs, Cat's still owed cash by the people he works for so a few things can't go ahead till he sees it, and neither of us are in much of a state to split our attention any further.
Finally, we haven't yet (and can't for a bit...) bought a bath... and a good, long soak with a book would really untangle my nerves.
And, well, yeah, 'm still remembering the wonderful times I had last week (shit! it was only a week back...) and missing people, so... ya know.
Hrmph.
I need to cowboy the fuck up. Some comedy, perhaps, would be the feller.
On a positive note, I'm not letting a mopey wednesday affect me in anything more than a superficial way... I know I need to cheer up and am doing stuff to make that happen. Not the DeathBoy of old, eh? ;)
Feeling a bit low today.
Not helped by monday's tune writing leading to tuesday spent working / dodging things because I was hungover and a bit slow to start despite quite a workload.
Followed by (unrelatedly) having something crop up that meant I was coding till 3am last night.
Aaaand, Liz has gone back home to visit her folks and hopefully return with a new car.
And Neil's done about a day's work on the walls and doesn't show signs of doing any more (if anyone can recommend or indeed DO the work of putting up walls, for the love of fuck tell me, I'm sick of waiting and willing to pay). The resultant mess / inability to really clean the house, lack of privacy, etc is really doing my head in.
Actually, you know, it was just after we touched down on return from Canada that I remembered the state the house was in, and that I would be returning to. That was depressing. I'm getting stressed about the house at the moment because there's so many things to organise, Cat and me are working our asses off on our day jobs, Cat's still owed cash by the people he works for so a few things can't go ahead till he sees it, and neither of us are in much of a state to split our attention any further.
Finally, we haven't yet (and can't for a bit...) bought a bath... and a good, long soak with a book would really untangle my nerves.
And, well, yeah, 'm still remembering the wonderful times I had last week (shit! it was only a week back...) and missing people, so... ya know.
Hrmph.
I need to cowboy the fuck up. Some comedy, perhaps, would be the feller.
On a positive note, I'm not letting a mopey wednesday affect me in anything more than a superficial way... I know I need to cheer up and am doing stuff to make that happen. Not the DeathBoy of old, eh? ;)
While I remember
Sep. 10th, 2003 04:20 pmOh, look, it's almost time for National Paranoia About Exploding Buildings Day.
Please celebrate this day by talking in a slow, drawling accent down the pub about how them 'ragheads' are bound to come and blow up something else, probably [insert worthless monument in geographical proximity to you because you think the world revolves around where you live], and you'd best stay off the trains today, innit?
If you work with/for/near the government/media, please effectively take a day off by spewing forth zero-brain paranoia designed to increase the global anxiety factor, kicking cosmic chi into the shitter by making people worry about some mentalist idea that terrorists are stupid enough to make another attack on the same day of the year. You know. Like they did(n't) last year.
Now, where's my fucking 'suicide bomber' t-shirt?
First fucker to think I'm offending the memories of those who died in 9/11 gets a smack in the mouth.
There. I feel happier already!
Please celebrate this day by talking in a slow, drawling accent down the pub about how them 'ragheads' are bound to come and blow up something else, probably [insert worthless monument in geographical proximity to you because you think the world revolves around where you live], and you'd best stay off the trains today, innit?
If you work with/for/near the government/media, please effectively take a day off by spewing forth zero-brain paranoia designed to increase the global anxiety factor, kicking cosmic chi into the shitter by making people worry about some mentalist idea that terrorists are stupid enough to make another attack on the same day of the year. You know. Like they did(n't) last year.
Now, where's my fucking 'suicide bomber' t-shirt?
First fucker to think I'm offending the memories of those who died in 9/11 gets a smack in the mouth.
There. I feel happier already!
Doh... just remembered from seeing Jason mention them that I have totally forgotten to mention Faetal, another up'n'coming from our scene.
Production reminds me of Sulphur, and damn good at that, the lyrics are cyberpunk influenced and the singing style is distinctive/quirky (and strong) in a way that I very much like and fits the sound. 'Streamly good guitars, also.
Harder than bleep, but actual TUNES, not just noise... very atmospheric.
VERY well worth listening to - I shall do my best to plug 'em when they play anywhere nearby again - hopefully we'll share a bill with them again some time soon.
They don't seem to have a website up at the moment, so I'm a bit fuckered to give you anything more than a definite "Go Listen".
Or, naturally, else.
:D
Production reminds me of Sulphur, and damn good at that, the lyrics are cyberpunk influenced and the singing style is distinctive/quirky (and strong) in a way that I very much like and fits the sound. 'Streamly good guitars, also.
Harder than bleep, but actual TUNES, not just noise... very atmospheric.
VERY well worth listening to - I shall do my best to plug 'em when they play anywhere nearby again - hopefully we'll share a bill with them again some time soon.
They don't seem to have a website up at the moment, so I'm a bit fuckered to give you anything more than a definite "Go Listen".
Or, naturally, else.
:D