the pete, he go crazy. ah well.

tomorrow i will be jetting off to sunny spain, where i will spend a random three days in barcelona. i don't mean the three days will be random. they will be normal consecutive days i assume. i just meant i've got no fucking idea what i'll be doing once i get there.

of course if you're a pedantic loon (christian) you will probably be muttering "you mean today not tomorrow" but you are WRONG and A FOOL, because as any tv guide will tell you the day does not end at midnight, it ends at nighttime when i go to sleep and tomorrow begins at daytime when i wake up.

erm, except i have to wake up in less than four hours, and might just not bother going to sleep, in which case it might be today after all. or it's one 48 hour long day. so, er, there.

yes.

i really should get to bed, i'm starting to speak gibberish. but meanwhile, what's been going on this week? i seem to have cut down on my posting recently, not sure why, but at least it's staying fairly regular if not as frequent (as compared to the one-post-a-season method in 2001). maybe it's just because there hasn't been much to tell really. went to the crypt this week, christian wimped out but i got dave to go with me. which was nice, if a bit of a suspicious portent of things to come. sigh. but yeah, the crypt was pretty good. nice bit of riot grrl action by the guest djs.

not much else to report except, of course, that nexus is finally back up and running, which i'm sure we all agree is a very fine thing indeed. and on that high note i guess i better get to bed in the hope that three hours sleep is somehow enough to deal with heathrow airport and the iberian peninsula. excelsior!