today: being angry at time.

so time is really futile and if you take this to heart and its kinda liberating. lately i haven't had enough time. one day i will have too much. it all adds up to zero. i'm sick of arguing away what little time i have on how best the little time i have should be spent. i'm sick of waking up late, i'm sick of waiting and i'm sick of being impatient and i really wish i could see the beauty in each hand on the clock. everything is swinging violently between brutality and beauty and i feel nauseous, so bloody nauseous, from all the futile goddamn movement and its all so swift and predictable. life isn't going to plan because the plan is really standing in the way of life and what could be more fucking ridiculous. i feel so emotional and for what? every competing emotion is just a snowflake in a blizzard. so fuck this.

today: yay.

so i've had a brilliant couple of days. putting effort into my exams payed off in such a way that i got post exam relief euphoria for the first time ever, and the ensuing celebrations have been marvelous. woop.

today: sleep.

isn't it brilliant? the land of nod. where your dreams are true for a few warped hours. marvellous. the things i've achieved in sleep put the things i've really achieved to shame. have you ever woken up and thought "hock dam i wish this were the dream and that was reality!"? i have. and i'm not alone. i hope.
but in reality, this is an aimless dream.

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today: be late.

nothing out of the ordinary there, but i feel bad because i'm gonna be a whole two hours later than i said i would. my apologies to maz.
today i go to leeds, woopie! i'd better get used to this place as its gonna hopefully be my home for 3+ years. awesome! and if you also happen to be in leeds tonight, come to say hi at maz's gig in the library. its for charity; cancer and shit.
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flawed attempts to look cool part2: fashion predictions.

what with the mass hysteria about pig flu, i'm gonna try to get ahead of the curve by strapping on a nice face mask. these are gonna be all the rage this summer as people reassure themselves that a small sheet of material is gonna keep them from being dead. here are a few styles you can expect to see in every crevasse of the country where a sorry paranoid pleb is breathing:


ipod white. classy, simple, goes with any hair/eye/shirt colour. bound to be a popular choice.



black canvas. wear this and you can be all like "i'm not scared of pig flu, i just frigging love paintballing".



hi-tech clear plastic. for when they nuke the major cities in a bid to stop the virus spreading when it all goes tits up and gets abit to akin to resident evil. perfect compliment to the 12 gauge you'll also be sporting at this point.

nice.

flawed attempts to look cool part1: music

well it seems indielectronica is taking off in a big way this year with the likes of little boots and passion pit getting wide recognition and praise before they've even released their debut albums. i personally like this. i'm also dreaming that this spurs those old patrons of the genre, the postal service, to make a new album. now wouldn't that be lovely. shame its never gonna fucking happen, ey?

but in their absence here are some other bands i'd recommend keeping an eye on:

delphic.
your infamous harp.
boy in static.

enjoy.