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Dec. 17th, 2002 08:20 pmWheeeee samples of the new Nick Nave at the new nick website!
Funky as bass line, nice and catchy, but gaspgaspgasp I find it a little generic. But you didn't hear that from me.
Went out today, spent a shitload of money but I am now in possession of Stupid White Men. So far very excellent and Michael Moore is my god. I can't wait till Bowling for Columbine comes out here. Also, my grandad sent me an unexpected package yesterday. I opened and wooo! A Dictionary of Philosophy! So. Cool. So I am now reading 5 books:
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. Cause I just saw the movie.
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? Because I keep meaning to see Blade Runner.
Naked Lunch. Again.
Dictionary of Philosophy. Halfway through a.
Stupid White Men. You go to hell, Dubya! You go to hell and you die!
And I will try and (and, most probably, fail) to read Two Towers again before I see it next week. Also have a Jeffery Deaver and The Dead Zone waiting in the wings. I don't have enough hours. Sleep is stupid.
I'm in this strange hyper mood. And I've made me a new icon. The grammar may be wrong (I'm not actually sure), but dammit I like it that way. Conway Savage, and it occurs to me that I never commented on his gig, which was brilliant, and he was very very drunk, and dissed the Dirty Three, and was generally immensely entertaining. Played 'Lonely Ghosts', but commented that when he's drunk it comes out 'only goats'. And it did.
Funky as bass line, nice and catchy, but gaspgaspgasp I find it a little generic. But you didn't hear that from me.
Went out today, spent a shitload of money but I am now in possession of Stupid White Men. So far very excellent and Michael Moore is my god. I can't wait till Bowling for Columbine comes out here. Also, my grandad sent me an unexpected package yesterday. I opened and wooo! A Dictionary of Philosophy! So. Cool. So I am now reading 5 books:
Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. Cause I just saw the movie.
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep? Because I keep meaning to see Blade Runner.
Naked Lunch. Again.
Dictionary of Philosophy. Halfway through a.
Stupid White Men. You go to hell, Dubya! You go to hell and you die!
And I will try and (and, most probably, fail) to read Two Towers again before I see it next week. Also have a Jeffery Deaver and The Dead Zone waiting in the wings. I don't have enough hours. Sleep is stupid.
I'm in this strange hyper mood. And I've made me a new icon. The grammar may be wrong (I'm not actually sure), but dammit I like it that way. Conway Savage, and it occurs to me that I never commented on his gig, which was brilliant, and he was very very drunk, and dissed the Dirty Three, and was generally immensely entertaining. Played 'Lonely Ghosts', but commented that when he's drunk it comes out 'only goats'. And it did.
