Why? well Why? not...more like

right now simon is king of the flat, he's doing the washing up and everything. i'm gonna make him so many eggs. he'll see. he'll be all "oh my god there's so many eggs here what am i gonna do?" i'll tell you what. eat em.

in other news i just read the flyer/program thing for "what they could do they did" (finally) which i'm really excited about. and everyone should go and see and stuff, but i guess josh will probably write something about that. well he should anyway. at least i'm looking forward to it. films and wine. thats always a good mix. we shall see. i think it's going to be a simon, tim and josh movie fest. but thats cool, i mean its only their first one, and hopefully after that other people will start bringing films as well. though who knows whether they will ever be able to match up to those guys's films's.

im listening to why? a favoured band of mine, on lastfm. which is pretty amazing. you can look up pretty much anyone and then listen to all their music for free. without signing up or anything.thats good. and it has lots more songs than crappy myspace. so good work internet.

i'm proud of you. 

i dont read enough these days.  i like reading alot. but its hard t-

sorry just gots a text. stop everything...

it was tim, ugh he's also king of the flat i guess. he just sent a text to say that the busstop is back to normal. thats cool. thats the kind of thing i really like. the didnt have to do that at all. but he was just letting me know the score. good job tim. watch out simon. tim might steal your crown...

-o find time to do it. i've been reading gravity's rainbow for what feels like a lifetime. i think its been about a month now, or maybe a little over that. and its really amazing anyone who hasnt read it should definately give it a go. even though its a biggy its worth it. really smart, really stylish and just all around well crafted. but the thing is, it's like 900 pages, and it has like 400 main characters and the author is WAY smarter than you, and even though he's good at conveying his ideas he's still broadcasting waves of genius that clearly go over your head (well my head anyway). but the thing is, while its great its hard to keep jumping in and out of it, so i need to really sit down and finish it, so i can get onto something new. i dont know what my next book will be. there's some possibilitys...

well simon's finished the washing up, so i'm gonna go make some eggs and bacon and beans and things. i'm a little domesticated these days i guess...

eveyone's a jerk

everyone's blogging and i didnt want to feel left out. is basically what happened. even though i think blogging is a bit arrogant and self-centred. like who thinks that any of their thoughts are worth publishing? thats pretty much saying that you think what you think is important and read-worhty to everyone. thats not cool. its only trying to get people to reaffirm your self proposed greatness. i dont like that.

though this is making me perhaps worse off than those responsible for this wave of blogging *cough* simon *cough cough* because here i am falling into suit like some sort of well dressed sheep. i mean come on how many sheep wear suits? you know it would look good. although thinking about it, its actually kind of sick, because some suits are made of wool. well maybe not sick. but definately wierd, like i'd look wierd if i fashioned a suit out of simon's hair thats in a bag in the flat. like really wierd. but i guess it would be ok maybe if the sheep was wearing a suit made out of its own wool. then its just like some sort of new hair style, or something. i guess i could do that too. but i'd need more hair. and its easier for sheeps as they have hair all over. simon could probably do it. he has lots of hair. and it sort of reminds me of wool. maybe you could spin it? i dont know. i'm no weaver. is it a weaver who spins wool? or maybe its like a spinner. i know they have spinning wheels, but does that dictate the name of the proffession? i mean there are looms, but no loomers. things are sometimes looming though. on second thoughts i think those guys are called weavers. so who spins wool?

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where was i? i kinda lost my train of thought. aha but i can just read back and find out. the beauty of the blog.

i just reread it and it made me think of something else. once when i was younger me and my dad were having mcdonalds in town hall square in leicester, and i fed a chicken mcnugget to a pigdeon. it ate it. all of it. think about that...