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Saturday, December 28, 2002
well then. christmas...
it went pretty well really. i had an okay time. my younger brother wasn't here, because he was off twatting about in some castle in scotland, which was a shame as i had planned to rant at him about the yeah yeah yeahs. but apart from that it was a nice family gathering.
last saturday was my last day at waterstones. as it happens, sunday is actually my last day at waterstones but last saturday was my last day in. and what did i get from my work colleague in recognition of more than two years working there? guess. if you guessed "fuck all" you win a prize! not even a bloody goodbye card. in fact to spoil myself on my last day i'd bought myself an eclair to eat on my break, but some fucker at work nicked it! can you imagine that, just going into the fridge and stealing someone else's pudding? well, obviously christian can, but to normal people that is surel just taking the piss. sigh
the journey down to oxford on a coach was fucking hell. the bus to birmingham was delayed nearly an hour, that wasn't too bad as i had an hour wait in slade-land anyway, but then it turned out i had to wait another fucking 100 minutes before the bus turned up to take us the rest of the way. i can only look forward to the journey back on monday with barely contained glee...
anyway here's an exciting list of what i got for xmas!
oh, and i got a slightly scary gimp mask squeezy toy thing off glenn & marie and a superhero book and some liqueors off christian & sian
not a bad haul really. the hat is awful, looks like something an amish girl would wear, and i can't see me hanging up the terry pratchett calendar anytime soon, but apart from that i think this christmas can be marked out by a load of presents that i probably will actually use. the shoes in particular are cool, lovely all-black hi tops my aunt got me from new york
went to ikea with andy today, got some cd racks. jesus everytime i go there i'm sure i can feel a little piece of my sanity being sliced away. i'm pretty sure i can only manage it four or five times tops in the rest of my life before it's sniper-rifle-and-clock-tower time
it went pretty well really. i had an okay time. my younger brother wasn't here, because he was off twatting about in some castle in scotland, which was a shame as i had planned to rant at him about the yeah yeah yeahs. but apart from that it was a nice family gathering.
last saturday was my last day at waterstones. as it happens, sunday is actually my last day at waterstones but last saturday was my last day in. and what did i get from my work colleague in recognition of more than two years working there? guess. if you guessed "fuck all" you win a prize! not even a bloody goodbye card. in fact to spoil myself on my last day i'd bought myself an eclair to eat on my break, but some fucker at work nicked it! can you imagine that, just going into the fridge and stealing someone else's pudding? well, obviously christian can, but to normal people that is surel just taking the piss. sigh
the journey down to oxford on a coach was fucking hell. the bus to birmingham was delayed nearly an hour, that wasn't too bad as i had an hour wait in slade-land anyway, but then it turned out i had to wait another fucking 100 minutes before the bus turned up to take us the rest of the way. i can only look forward to the journey back on monday with barely contained glee...
anyway here's an exciting list of what i got for xmas!
- a box of ferroro rocher
- a rucksack
- a jar of blackcurrants in vodka
- some after eights
- a light switch sticker cover thing
- a couple of shirts
- some money
- some blank cds
- candles
- a hat
- a jumper
- a rechargeable torch
- simpsons shower gel
- three calendars(!)
- more candles
- a pair of shoes
- some blank videos
- a bottle of vodka
- a lava lamp sort of thing
- a phone top up card
oh, and i got a slightly scary gimp mask squeezy toy thing off glenn & marie and a superhero book and some liqueors off christian & sian
not a bad haul really. the hat is awful, looks like something an amish girl would wear, and i can't see me hanging up the terry pratchett calendar anytime soon, but apart from that i think this christmas can be marked out by a load of presents that i probably will actually use. the shoes in particular are cool, lovely all-black hi tops my aunt got me from new york
went to ikea with andy today, got some cd racks. jesus everytime i go there i'm sure i can feel a little piece of my sanity being sliced away. i'm pretty sure i can only manage it four or five times tops in the rest of my life before it's sniper-rifle-and-clock-tower time
Sunday, December 22, 2002
Dear SIR,
I am Mrs. Roseline Coleman wife to the late Chife Paul Coleman from
Sierra Leon. I am writing you in absolute confidence primarily to seek
your assistance to transfer our cash of thirty Million Dollars
($30,000.000.00) now in the custody of a private Security trust firm in Europe
the money is in trunk boxes
deposited and declared as Precious stones by my late Husband as a
matter of fact the company does not know the content as money, although my
husband made them to under stand that the boxes belongs to his foreign
partner.
Source of the money:
My late Husband Chief Paul Coleman , a native of Mende District in
the Northerh province of Sierra Leone, was the General Manager of Sierra
Leone Mining co-operation (S.L.M.C.) Freetown . According to my
Husband, this money was the income accrued from Mining Co-operation's over
draft and minor sales.
Before the peak of the civil war between the rebels forces of Major
Paul Koroma and the combined forces of ECOMOG peace keeping operation that
almost destroyed my country, following the forceful removal from power
of the civilian elected President Ahmed Tejan Kabbah by the rebels. My
Husband had already made arrangement for I and my two children to be
evacuated to Ivory coast with the CERTIFICATE OF DEPOSIT he made with a
security firm in Europe through the aid of U.N evacuation team.
During the war in my country, and following the indiscriminate looting
of Public and Government properties by the rebel forces, the Sierra
Leone
mining coop. Was one of the target looted and it was destroyed. My
husband including other top Government functionaries were attaked and
killed by the rebels in November 2000 because of his relationship with the
civilian Government of Ahmed Tejan Kabbah.
As a result of my husbands's death , and with the information we got
that the rebelsa are out for us the burden became too much for me to
handle coupled with the ill health of my dauther she died in the process as
i could not afford her a decent medical care.
Our only hope now is in you and the boxes deposited in the Security
Firm
To this effect, I humbly solicit your assistance in the followings
ways.
1. to assist me claim this boxes from the security
Firm as our beneficiary
2. to transfer this money (USD$30M) in your name to your country
3. to make a good arrangement for a joint business investment on our
behalf in your country and you, our Adviser/ Manager
For your assistance, I have agreed with my only surviving son that 20%
of the total amount will be for your effort and another 10 % to cover
all the expenses
that may incur during the business transaction, Last, I urge you to
keep this transaction strictly confidential as no one knows our where
about.
Please as you show your willingness, Forward to us your full name,
address and Tel/ Fax numbers, to me via my private email address as
indicated bellow, this is for security reasons as i will only be accessing my
private email earnestly awaiting your response.
Thanks.
May God bless you as you assist us.
Mrs. ROSELINE COLEMAN.
I am Mrs. Roseline Coleman wife to the late Chife Paul Coleman from
Sierra Leon. I am writing you in absolute confidence primarily to seek
your assistance to transfer our cash of thirty Million Dollars
($30,000.000.00) now in the custody of a private Security trust firm in Europe
the money is in trunk boxes
deposited and declared as Precious stones by my late Husband as a
matter of fact the company does not know the content as money, although my
husband made them to under stand that the boxes belongs to his foreign
partner.
Source of the money:
My late Husband Chief Paul Coleman , a native of Mende District in
the Northerh province of Sierra Leone, was the General Manager of Sierra
Leone Mining co-operation (S.L.M.C.) Freetown . According to my
Husband, this money was the income accrued from Mining Co-operation's over
draft and minor sales.
Before the peak of the civil war between the rebels forces of Major
Paul Koroma and the combined forces of ECOMOG peace keeping operation that
almost destroyed my country, following the forceful removal from power
of the civilian elected President Ahmed Tejan Kabbah by the rebels. My
Husband had already made arrangement for I and my two children to be
evacuated to Ivory coast with the CERTIFICATE OF DEPOSIT he made with a
security firm in Europe through the aid of U.N evacuation team.
During the war in my country, and following the indiscriminate looting
of Public and Government properties by the rebel forces, the Sierra
Leone
mining coop. Was one of the target looted and it was destroyed. My
husband including other top Government functionaries were attaked and
killed by the rebels in November 2000 because of his relationship with the
civilian Government of Ahmed Tejan Kabbah.
As a result of my husbands's death , and with the information we got
that the rebelsa are out for us the burden became too much for me to
handle coupled with the ill health of my dauther she died in the process as
i could not afford her a decent medical care.
Our only hope now is in you and the boxes deposited in the Security
Firm
To this effect, I humbly solicit your assistance in the followings
ways.
1. to assist me claim this boxes from the security
Firm as our beneficiary
2. to transfer this money (USD$30M) in your name to your country
3. to make a good arrangement for a joint business investment on our
behalf in your country and you, our Adviser/ Manager
For your assistance, I have agreed with my only surviving son that 20%
of the total amount will be for your effort and another 10 % to cover
all the expenses
that may incur during the business transaction, Last, I urge you to
keep this transaction strictly confidential as no one knows our where
about.
Please as you show your willingness, Forward to us your full name,
address and Tel/ Fax numbers, to me via my private email address as
indicated bellow, this is for security reasons as i will only be accessing my
private email earnestly awaiting your response.
Thanks.
May God bless you as you assist us.
Mrs. ROSELINE COLEMAN.
Saturday, December 21, 2002
Dear Sir/Madam,
URGENT ASSISTANCE.
Complements of the season. Grace, Peace and love to
you. I hope my letter does not cause you too much
embarrassment as I write to you in good faith. Please
excuse my intrusion into you business life.
My name is Forrest Stevens, the eldest son of Dr.Dennis
Stevens from the Republic of Zimbabwe. During the current
war against the farmers in Zimbabwe from the supporters
of President Robert Mugabe,in his effort to chase all
the white farmers out of the country, he ordered all the
white farmers to surrender their farms to his party
members and his Followers.
My father was one of the most successful farmer in my
country, but he did not support the idea of
dispossessing the white farmers of their land.
Because of this, his farm was invaded and burnt by
government supporters. In the course of the attack, my
father was killed, and the invaders made away with a
lot of items from my Father's farm. And our family house
was utterly destroyed. My mother died too out of heart
attack.
Before the death of my father, he drew my attention to
the sum of US$6,250,000.00 MILLION, Which he deposited
with a Security Company in Amsterdam during his tenure
as the Finance Minister of Zimbabwe.
My sister and I decided to move out of Zimbabwe for our
own security, because our lives were in danger. We
decided to move to the Amsterdam, The Netherlands
where my father deposited this money. Till date, the
security company is not aware of the content of the
consignment because my father used his diplomatic
immunity as at That time to deposit the consignment as
important personal valuables. I decided to have contact
with overseas person/firm who will assist me to move the
money out of Amsterdam. This becomes necessary because
as political asylum seekers, we are not allowed to own
or operate a bank account. If you accept this proposal,
you shall receive 20% of the entire amount for assisting
us to move this money out, 75% of this amount shall be
for us, and the remaining 5% shall be mapped out for
expenses incurred in the course of the transaction.
I want you to immediately confirm your interest in the
project via my e-mail or fax number. As soon as I get your
response, I will give you more details on how we can
proceed.
Thanks for your anticipated cooperation. I await your
Urgent response.
Best regards,
Forrest Stevens.
URGENT ASSISTANCE.
Complements of the season. Grace, Peace and love to
you. I hope my letter does not cause you too much
embarrassment as I write to you in good faith. Please
excuse my intrusion into you business life.
My name is Forrest Stevens, the eldest son of Dr.Dennis
Stevens from the Republic of Zimbabwe. During the current
war against the farmers in Zimbabwe from the supporters
of President Robert Mugabe,in his effort to chase all
the white farmers out of the country, he ordered all the
white farmers to surrender their farms to his party
members and his Followers.
My father was one of the most successful farmer in my
country, but he did not support the idea of
dispossessing the white farmers of their land.
Because of this, his farm was invaded and burnt by
government supporters. In the course of the attack, my
father was killed, and the invaders made away with a
lot of items from my Father's farm. And our family house
was utterly destroyed. My mother died too out of heart
attack.
Before the death of my father, he drew my attention to
the sum of US$6,250,000.00 MILLION, Which he deposited
with a Security Company in Amsterdam during his tenure
as the Finance Minister of Zimbabwe.
My sister and I decided to move out of Zimbabwe for our
own security, because our lives were in danger. We
decided to move to the Amsterdam, The Netherlands
where my father deposited this money. Till date, the
security company is not aware of the content of the
consignment because my father used his diplomatic
immunity as at That time to deposit the consignment as
important personal valuables. I decided to have contact
with overseas person/firm who will assist me to move the
money out of Amsterdam. This becomes necessary because
as political asylum seekers, we are not allowed to own
or operate a bank account. If you accept this proposal,
you shall receive 20% of the entire amount for assisting
us to move this money out, 75% of this amount shall be
for us, and the remaining 5% shall be mapped out for
expenses incurred in the course of the transaction.
I want you to immediately confirm your interest in the
project via my e-mail or fax number. As soon as I get your
response, I will give you more details on how we can
proceed.
Thanks for your anticipated cooperation. I await your
Urgent response.
Best regards,
Forrest Stevens.
Thursday, December 19, 2002
went to the work do tonight, it was okay. everyone at work turns out to be a crazy neurotic mentalist while pissed, unsurprisingly.
in some sort of crazy david lynch style character swap way, i appear to have had my flatmate Hani replaced with some other middle eastern dude called Muhammed. really, is islam the least original religion in the world or what? at least 50% of all the muslims i've met so far have been called muhammed. this seems a bit odd to me. still, i guess you get christians called, er, christian, or chris, or whatever. so maybe it's not that odd. and crazy spaniards called jesus. ah well.
anyway i came back from work today to find mohammed praying to mecca in my front room. this was a little awkward, though in hindsight useful as i now know what direction mecca is. it is towards my cd collection.
came back tonight and mohammed was still here, and hani isn't, mohammed has now gone to bed in hani's room. MAYBE HANI NEVER EXISTED. i could have imagined him all along. this would be good as i owe him five quid.
muhammed told me about how he used to be a taxi driver in new york. he said america was good but the immigration people were evil, i ingratiated myself by saying i thought george bush was a retard
ps tonight i ate some leaves
in some sort of crazy david lynch style character swap way, i appear to have had my flatmate Hani replaced with some other middle eastern dude called Muhammed. really, is islam the least original religion in the world or what? at least 50% of all the muslims i've met so far have been called muhammed. this seems a bit odd to me. still, i guess you get christians called, er, christian, or chris, or whatever. so maybe it's not that odd. and crazy spaniards called jesus. ah well.
anyway i came back from work today to find mohammed praying to mecca in my front room. this was a little awkward, though in hindsight useful as i now know what direction mecca is. it is towards my cd collection.
came back tonight and mohammed was still here, and hani isn't, mohammed has now gone to bed in hani's room. MAYBE HANI NEVER EXISTED. i could have imagined him all along. this would be good as i owe him five quid.
muhammed told me about how he used to be a taxi driver in new york. he said america was good but the immigration people were evil, i ingratiated myself by saying i thought george bush was a retard
ps tonight i ate some leaves
Wednesday, December 18, 2002
well then, what stuff has actually happened in the last week or so?
weekend before last, noel came up for his graduation day stuff and we went out to the dodgy indie night at elemental with paul. paul bought me booze, which was cool of him, we had a pretty good time i think. it was a bit dull in parts, as i've whinged at length in other places the music was very predictable and the booze was too expensive. still i managed to get pissed, dance a bit and enjoy myself, so there you go. even shook clint boon's hand as we left! i'm such a whore.
anyway it was cool seeing noel again, i've got vague plans to go down to cardiff for a weekend to see him, but fuck knows if i'll have enough money to do that before he moves back to kent.
weekend just gone, did pretty much fuck all. went round dave's on friday, but felt a bit spaced out and knackered. started getting stoned then realised i didn't want to be stoned, i knew i'd just end up feeling fucked, and went home. on saturday hung out with christian and sian till the early hours of the morning, watched the royal tenenbaums and drank vodka (not a lot though considering, i certainly wasn't as pissed as christian, i guess i still felt dodgy).
yesterday i went round christian's and he made me watch that new director's-cut-sort-of-thing of the first star trek film. it is still rubbish.
tomorrow (or, if you're a christian style pedant, later on today) it's the waterstones christmas work dinner. it's kind of cool, i mean i get a free meal and a load of free booze. still i can't help but suspect it will be kind of dull and embarassed. weird to think it's the last one i'm going to go to as well.
weekend before last, noel came up for his graduation day stuff and we went out to the dodgy indie night at elemental with paul. paul bought me booze, which was cool of him, we had a pretty good time i think. it was a bit dull in parts, as i've whinged at length in other places the music was very predictable and the booze was too expensive. still i managed to get pissed, dance a bit and enjoy myself, so there you go. even shook clint boon's hand as we left! i'm such a whore.
anyway it was cool seeing noel again, i've got vague plans to go down to cardiff for a weekend to see him, but fuck knows if i'll have enough money to do that before he moves back to kent.
weekend just gone, did pretty much fuck all. went round dave's on friday, but felt a bit spaced out and knackered. started getting stoned then realised i didn't want to be stoned, i knew i'd just end up feeling fucked, and went home. on saturday hung out with christian and sian till the early hours of the morning, watched the royal tenenbaums and drank vodka (not a lot though considering, i certainly wasn't as pissed as christian, i guess i still felt dodgy).
yesterday i went round christian's and he made me watch that new director's-cut-sort-of-thing of the first star trek film. it is still rubbish.
tomorrow (or, if you're a christian style pedant, later on today) it's the waterstones christmas work dinner. it's kind of cool, i mean i get a free meal and a load of free booze. still i can't help but suspect it will be kind of dull and embarassed. weird to think it's the last one i'm going to go to as well.
Tuesday, December 17, 2002
Sunday, December 15, 2002
Friday, December 13, 2002
MRS. EKI OMORODION
#8 Queens Drive Ikoyi
Lagos.
Email:omorodioneki@netscape.net
INTRODUCTION: l am Mrs. Eki Omorodion l know this
proposal will come to you as a surprise because we
have not met before
either physically or through correspondence. I have no
doubt in your
ability to handle this proposal
involving huge sum of money.
THE SUBJECT: MY HUSBAND CHIEF JOSEPH OMORODION (Now
Late)
was the Royal
Head of my Community, JESSE (an oil rich town)in
Nigeria. My late husband'S
community produces 3.5% of the total crude oil
production in Nigeria
and 0.5% of the Dollar value of each barrel is paid
to my husband as
royalty by the Federal Government.
My husband was also the Chairman of OMPADEC,Jesse
branch.
In
his position as the Royal head and Chairman of the
OMPADEC, Jesse branch,
he
made some money which he left for me and our children
as
the only thing to
inherit. The money is Twelve Million US
Dollars($12M).
Though this said fund accumulated between the
period
1976-1998. Due to
poor banking system in Nigeria and political
instability as a result of
past Military rules (1985-1999), he deposited this
Money in a Strong
Room/safe with an open beneficiary in Apex Bank of
Nigeria pending
when he would finish arrangement to transfer it abroad
as a CONTRACT
PAYMENT. He was planning this when he died late last
year of Heart
Attack.
THE PROPOSAL: Just before my husband died he called my
attention to the
money and charged me to look for a foreigner who would
assist me in the
transfer / investment of the funds abroad. So l would
be very grateful
if you could accept to help me archieve this great
objective.
I promise to give you 20% of the total funds
transferred to your vital
bank account as compensation for your assistance. Five
percent
(5%)would be set aside to take care of all expenses we
may incure during the
transaction. To indicate your interest, contact me
urgently and
confidentially for more information and the roles you
will play in this
business. All the legal information concerning this
Money will be sent to you
as soon as we agree together.
Send your reply through this mail box, or see the note
below
Yours faithfully,
MRS. Eki Omorodion.
N.B
I will like you to provide me immediately with your
full names,
telephone and fax numbers to enable my eldest son
samson Omorodion to contact you.
He shall handle this transaction from A-Z on behalf of
the family.
Alternatively you can call him on his telephone
numbers
234-1-7761459, 873-762-533-730, fax 873-762-533-731
Ask him for the
code and he shall respond GOODLUCK before discussion.
Just to be sure that you are speaking to him
#8 Queens Drive Ikoyi
Lagos.
Email:omorodioneki@netscape.net
INTRODUCTION: l am Mrs. Eki Omorodion l know this
proposal will come to you as a surprise because we
have not met before
either physically or through correspondence. I have no
doubt in your
ability to handle this proposal
involving huge sum of money.
THE SUBJECT: MY HUSBAND CHIEF JOSEPH OMORODION (Now
Late)
was the Royal
Head of my Community, JESSE (an oil rich town)in
Nigeria. My late husband'S
community produces 3.5% of the total crude oil
production in Nigeria
and 0.5% of the Dollar value of each barrel is paid
to my husband as
royalty by the Federal Government.
My husband was also the Chairman of OMPADEC,Jesse
branch.
In
his position as the Royal head and Chairman of the
OMPADEC, Jesse branch,
he
made some money which he left for me and our children
as
the only thing to
inherit. The money is Twelve Million US
Dollars($12M).
Though this said fund accumulated between the
period
1976-1998. Due to
poor banking system in Nigeria and political
instability as a result of
past Military rules (1985-1999), he deposited this
Money in a Strong
Room/safe with an open beneficiary in Apex Bank of
Nigeria pending
when he would finish arrangement to transfer it abroad
as a CONTRACT
PAYMENT. He was planning this when he died late last
year of Heart
Attack.
THE PROPOSAL: Just before my husband died he called my
attention to the
money and charged me to look for a foreigner who would
assist me in the
transfer / investment of the funds abroad. So l would
be very grateful
if you could accept to help me archieve this great
objective.
I promise to give you 20% of the total funds
transferred to your vital
bank account as compensation for your assistance. Five
percent
(5%)would be set aside to take care of all expenses we
may incure during the
transaction. To indicate your interest, contact me
urgently and
confidentially for more information and the roles you
will play in this
business. All the legal information concerning this
Money will be sent to you
as soon as we agree together.
Send your reply through this mail box, or see the note
below
Yours faithfully,
MRS. Eki Omorodion.
N.B
I will like you to provide me immediately with your
full names,
telephone and fax numbers to enable my eldest son
samson Omorodion to contact you.
He shall handle this transaction from A-Z on behalf of
the family.
Alternatively you can call him on his telephone
numbers
234-1-7761459, 873-762-533-730, fax 873-762-533-731
Ask him for the
code and he shall respond GOODLUCK before discussion.
Just to be sure that you are speaking to him
Wednesday, December 11, 2002
Tuesday, December 10, 2002
as people may be aware (by "people" i mean the "three people" who read this) i have asked them to delete my efemera account.
because i'm anally retentive i saved my journal and you luckly liam-blog-completists (and i'm sure there must be hundreds of you out there) can now read it by going here. enjoy!
as you can see i only did the bloody thing for a fortnight or so so it wasn't really worth the effort of putting in on here... the mp3 links are good though.
because i'm anally retentive i saved my journal and you luckly liam-blog-completists (and i'm sure there must be hundreds of you out there) can now read it by going here. enjoy!
as you can see i only did the bloody thing for a fortnight or so so it wasn't really worth the effort of putting in on here... the mp3 links are good though.
Sunday, December 08, 2002
jesus, too much stuff to write about here. not even sure if i want to write about it here
hmm, going to think about this
anyway, i'm disappointed in people, for a change. and i guess that includes myself. i don't think i acted badly, but i probably could have been smarter about stuff
but i don't think avoiding confrontation at all costs is a healthy way to live your life. sure, you should try to be nice to people. it's good to try not to argue and want to get on with others. but sometimes you should fucking argue with people if they're being shitty to you. i don't believe in blindly forgiving, especially when the people in question aren't remotely sorry for what they did
ah well
anyway, got my mind off things tonight at the gregson, had a nice time watching old people (and a small child) jump around like they were in that electrified room out of Cat's Eye, and finally met rob!
hmm, going to think about this
anyway, i'm disappointed in people, for a change. and i guess that includes myself. i don't think i acted badly, but i probably could have been smarter about stuff
but i don't think avoiding confrontation at all costs is a healthy way to live your life. sure, you should try to be nice to people. it's good to try not to argue and want to get on with others. but sometimes you should fucking argue with people if they're being shitty to you. i don't believe in blindly forgiving, especially when the people in question aren't remotely sorry for what they did
ah well
anyway, got my mind off things tonight at the gregson, had a nice time watching old people (and a small child) jump around like they were in that electrified room out of Cat's Eye, and finally met rob!
Sunday, December 01, 2002
hey, i've been scrabbling around with my bits of change and it occurs to me that, unless i've totally miscalculated how much i spent in elemental, i somehow lost a fiver there. maybe it dropped out my pocket or something, but i have this suspicion that they only gave me eleven quid change from the entry fee instead of sixteen and i didn't notice. FUCKING THIEVING SHIT MUSIC PLAYING CUNTS! of course, if i had have had it i just would have spent it on friday anyway, but still... if i see clint boon in the street i'm going to punch him
that whole thing about david beckham's lawyers dropping on popbitch like a fucking h-bomb, because of them starting a rumour that beckham shagged michael owen's sister (i think), is a bit weird. i mean, it's not a very interesting rumour is it? it's not like they accused him of being a junkie or a paedophile or something is it? despite all the media not being allowed to say what the rumour is, people are sure to hear it anyway, and then they'll assume it's true because the beckhams went to such effort to destroy the rumour. not that i see why anyone would give a fuck anyway.
that whole thing about david beckham's lawyers dropping on popbitch like a fucking h-bomb, because of them starting a rumour that beckham shagged michael owen's sister (i think), is a bit weird. i mean, it's not a very interesting rumour is it? it's not like they accused him of being a junkie or a paedophile or something is it? despite all the media not being allowed to say what the rumour is, people are sure to hear it anyway, and then they'll assume it's true because the beckhams went to such effort to destroy the rumour. not that i see why anyone would give a fuck anyway.
kicking around, bored and penniless, on a sunday. could be any day i guess. ah well.
this weekend, we went out to the elemental "indie" night dj-ed by clint boon (who used to be in the inspiral carpets). the flier proclaimed him as the undisputed king of indie. i was able to get booze thanks to sian lending me some cash, i proceeded to spend it on not-many-drinks-at-all due to elemental's piss-take prices. plus the music was very bland, no imagination and nothing of interest. he was even playing grease songs for fuck's sake. yeah, very indie. i might write a letter to elemental telling them i dispute his kingship.
spent saturday sitting around waiting for ady to turn up. he didn't. later found out off glenn, who i randomly bumped into in the street, that ady wasn't coming after all. i'd sort of predicted there was an 80% likelihood of ady not coming, but i thought the lazy fucker would at least bother to phone me up and tell me. hulk smash!
as for today... no plans. probably go through some job papers, maybe do a bit of guitar twiddling, try and work out what i can cook for tea with the food i've got left. exciting!
this weekend, we went out to the elemental "indie" night dj-ed by clint boon (who used to be in the inspiral carpets). the flier proclaimed him as the undisputed king of indie. i was able to get booze thanks to sian lending me some cash, i proceeded to spend it on not-many-drinks-at-all due to elemental's piss-take prices. plus the music was very bland, no imagination and nothing of interest. he was even playing grease songs for fuck's sake. yeah, very indie. i might write a letter to elemental telling them i dispute his kingship.
spent saturday sitting around waiting for ady to turn up. he didn't. later found out off glenn, who i randomly bumped into in the street, that ady wasn't coming after all. i'd sort of predicted there was an 80% likelihood of ady not coming, but i thought the lazy fucker would at least bother to phone me up and tell me. hulk smash!
as for today... no plans. probably go through some job papers, maybe do a bit of guitar twiddling, try and work out what i can cook for tea with the food i've got left. exciting!
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