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Thursday, May 15th, 2008
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5:37 pm - public icon
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You know who I don't trust? ¬_¬
People with too many usericons!
Yeah, yeah, I know. That's about ALL of you out there, in LJ land, heads whipping round and staring at me with your beady little eyes! Oh, I know, alright!
With your movie icons (including obligatory Gay Legolas animated GIF) and your pictures of cats and your Eddie Izzard sketches condensed into 10,000 pixels of in-joke, and your miniature cat macros, and your cats dressed as Legolas and your pictures of your genitalia and your cat's genitalia and your macroed, animated Legolas-gay-cat-genitalia icons. OH I KNOW YOU!
Those of you that DO have any pictures of yourself (from the neck up), will have taken the time to identify said icons as such, firstly out of an OCD compulsion to make them fit in with all the other relentlessly credited and attributed icons, but secondly in case the PIXEL THIEVES COME IN THE NIGHT and STEAL YOUR ICONS! (selling them into slavery in Azerbaijan). There's a lot of that.
Christ, worst of all, the rages people get in when someone steals their precious icon and does not credit it! CALL THE INTERNETS POLICE! THIS BASTARD STOLE MY POSTAGE-STAMP-SIZED PICTURE OF MY CAT TEA-BAGGING LEGOLAS!
I'm just saying - and bear with me on this - that you're all hideously unnattural freaks and if I had my way, you would be put to the sword in your sleep.
THAT ALL SAID...
... Vote DeathBoy.
:)
By god, I'd make it one icon each if you were bloody lucky.
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11:21 am - death toll
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10:13 am - tranquilise her!
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Bah.
Not as clever as I think I am.
Liz chastised me heavily for seeing to Corben because at that time of morning, if he wakes, I'm meant to leave him to just go back to sleep of his own accord, even if he's upset, because feeding him incentivises him to wake at that time in future.
Go team me :(
In other news, while I was productive as a motherfucker last night, it is really unwise to drink 3 litres of generic redbull. Woke up twitching. Still am. Someone hit me with a tranquiliser dart.
Tranquiliser! That's an ace word! To make something more tranquil by force! Hah!
Yep. Mind's broken. Ouch.
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4:59 am
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excellent.
corben woke up, crying a bit.
(very not-excellent)
but I was awake and heard him, so I could go to him and give him baby-neurofen and some milk and make him happy and sleepy again and buy Liz more sleep :)
I am not dysfunctional.
I'm differently functional.
:)
Last ciggy then bed. Honest.
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4:44 am - rock the house
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God fucking DAMN but that feels good :D
fuckkkkkkkkkk.
FUCK ME, it feels good to fucking write a few fucking tracks and VENT.
FUCKkkkkkkk.
I feel fucking ALIVE again.
Enough good tracks to put the cap on To Rights.
Work out the bits that aren't quite right and fix them, spit and polish.
Sort this fucking album out, get DeathBoy back on the fucking road.
hahahahahhhahahahahahahaahaa :D
Felt like I'd lost my fucking connection for quite a while there. Contentment is the death of creation.
GET ANGRY. REMEMBER HOW FUCKING FURIOUS YOU ARE ABOUT THE WORLD.
Make some fucking music.
Fuck, yes.
I AM FUCKING ALIVE STILL.
To Rights Highlights:
Beautiful: really pleased with this. meaningful triphop.
boomp3.com
The End Begins Again: need to overproduce it to fuck, ace lyrics, good pace.
boomp3.com
Machinegun: rabid drum 'n hate aceness.
boomp3.com
So I Said You Died: best track I've written in the last two years.
boomp3.com
At My Best: rocking, hi-energy deathboy
boomp3.com
This Time Again: drop-tempo badness.
boomp3.com
Fix 'em up, fuck you all, rock the fucking house.
GOOD MORNING, WORLD
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3:56 am - This Time Again
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| Wednesday, May 14th, 2008
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8:37 pm - and the horse you rode in on
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Yet again I am an idiot and spend years of my life not listening to a band that everyone tells me I will love, because I try them a few times and they're not doing it for me.
This week: Pigface!
Listened to them in about 2001, couldn't suss out the big fuss!
Just listened to the (five years old now) "Easy Listening... (for difficult fuckheads)" - would you believe, fucking love it.
Oh well. On the good side, the habit of re-polling people you didn't like has paid off over the years. Win.
GO ABOUT YOUR BUSINESS!
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11:10 am
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| Tuesday, May 13th, 2008
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4:15 pm - Circle Tempting!
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Derren Brown introduced us to a game in his show (some of you may already be playing The Game - and thus furious with me at this point). Circle Tempting is simply making that shape, such that other players have to avoid looking at it. You can do it subtly (pretending to pick fluff off your trousers) or overtly, and as soon as the other player(s) look at the shape, they have lost.
You are all now playing, and you have all just lost. Tell everyone else :)
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3:58 am - Popping the Conversational Stack
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A quick and dirty 'deep' post.
If I have learnt one thing about people in ten years, it's that EVERYTHING, EVERY SINGLE PROBLEM in ALL inter-personal relationships is based on insecurity.
Knowing that can help some things, but not fix all of them.
If you disagree, you're a twat and you're wrong and you will either realise I'm right, or live a painful and unfulfilling life.
I went into the LJ panel thing quite jokingly, realised I wouldn't mind winning (I do love and use LJ heavily), had my opinion of a few internet celebrities adjusted, and got fucking publically wrecked in the process. Realised / remembered that if you stick your head up publically, you will cop some flak. Still not king. Not going to win, fine with this and a bit regretful for spamming, and regretful for seeing it turn nasty. Not ashamed of myself, angry at being attacked, reminded of the rules of the internets.
Relatedly, have had a few IRL situations in which people have treated me like my larger-than-life INTERNETS persona. Your problem, not mine. Too shallow to think I'm more complex than your preconception? Looking for a schmuck to fit the position of Asshole you want to shout at to make your world right? Not bothered anymore. You're wrong, I'm not. Can't be arsed to get to know me, but want to tell the world what a twat I am? Your loss. Not mine.
In less negative and dramalicious contexts, stuff at the DeathStar is really good :) Corben's a tiny monster and the love I feel at seeing him learn and grow balances the horror of how much trouble he causes (that's the BIG BIOLOGICAL TRICK, but subjectively, it's fine), Liz is, as always, wonderful, and my biggest worries are being a few days behind with work because the freakishly summer-like days combined with a growing, demanding baby leave me with less energy than an anaemic hobo on ketamine.
But I'm basically OK.
I can listen to "Right Where it Belongs" and "Live With Me" without crying, most nights.
I can step back and look at myself, aging, porking up a bit, hair thinning a bit, teenage years whizzing into the distance, and know that if I fell under a train tomorrow, I've done some cool stuff, I love some ace people, I don't think (for the first time) that I've been wasting my time.
My anger's been ebbing recently, so the hateful music hasn't appeared. I know that a song like So I Said You Died is more attractive than a track like Oldskool Revolution, because the former is loaded with emotion, and the latter is an anodyne dance track with a few cool samples. And people aren't dumb.
Annnnd, I need to remake my band. Need a drummer, mostly. Still would love the idea of a female singer, too, as we're in a state of flux. If anyone fancies themselves, give me a yell. If not, I'll strap a fucking snare drum to my balls and me and Adam will be the DeathBoy two-man show. The music isn't going to fucking die. Just so's you know.
I must be getting old, I didn't say the word "cunt".
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3:14 am - It's Going to be a Fine Night Tonight
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Went to see Derren Brown with Kai.
Fucking awesome show.
Absolutely the single best 'magic' ( / illusion / mind-reading / conjuring / la la la ) show I have ever fucking seen.
Exquisite, clever, non-stop-thrilling, makes-you-use-words-like-a-fucking-newspaper-review.
Seriously, he just ran a seamless, end-to-end "FUCK ME!" show, knock-out showmanship, and of the whole lot, one act that me and Kai nodded to each other and went "yeah, you know how that's done..."
For a show with that many variables and being based on total-crowd-participation, for there to be a single lull in the whole performance (which was, nevertheless, enthralling, but more in realisation of how well he pulled it off, and for the one time of the evening knowing how it was done), you seriously just need to see this show.
Mostly showed how devastatingly clever and unbelievably good at (cold-)reading the guy is, he spends the whole time telling you clearly and confidently that he does not believe a bloody thing about the supernatural, then blows your fucking mind with what he can pull out of people's heads. I'm an absolute fucking cynic, spent the whole night thinking I could pick it to bits and expecting to nod jadedly, and just had my damn head blown away. Wonderful, wonderful fucking show.
Kai's the got-all-the-DVDs, loves-him-to-bits person, who courteously gave me a free ticket. I was expecting a good show and a fun night out with a mate, and it was absolutely fucking knock-out.
To the point of making you want to catch it again, to try to sniff out some of the tricks.
I'm the purest cynical bastard, and I was entertained to FUCK the whole night.
If you can see the show, give the man your fucking money, you'll have a cracking night out that you'll be talking about and thinking about for ages. Can't recommend it more highly. See this fucking show. That's what a London show ought to be.
Me and Kai then went on to squeeze final drinks from a few establishments, and given the area, this mostly meant gay pubs, where we were hilariously admitted as a couple :)
Much drinking and ostentatious flirting, followed by completely fucking up the last tube home and a convoluted bus-ride ensued ;)
Of course, now I'm back home and drunk and arsey ;)
YOU'RE ALL FUCKWITS AND I'M OFF TO DRINK MORE ON MY OWN.*
* except kai, who gets a one-night bumming pass. probably. he's quite lithe and he did take me out to a show and get me drunk, by standard rules, I'm honour bound to Let Him.
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| Saturday, May 10th, 2008
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10:45 am - Day 10. Still not king.
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I have a bloody hangover, but we're meant to go shout at scientologists. ARG.
Scoobydoo is playing table-tennis with screaming brussel sprouts in what I can only describe as what's left of my "mind".
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3:23 am - too black! too proud! too late! too drunk!
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2:45 am - the only solution is the ORGANISED revolution
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| Friday, May 9th, 2008
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11:36 pm
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9:24 pm - prickly heat
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My god it's warm today. Not baking, insta-tan stuff, but the sort that makes me sleep-walk the whole week in a heat-haze.
The sun has gone down and I'm still sweating like a paedophile in a playground.
BUT, the week hasn't been bad, I think we're actually making a family outting to the Scientology demo tomorrow, and booze and music will rear their head this weekend.
I seem to be #5 on the great LJ popularity contest, still only snapping at jameth's heels ;) That said, it was #6 yesterday, and I'm a handful away from #4. Five days to vote, kids! VOTE ME!
In fact, as it's the weekend and my LJ has never been categorically safe for work, I feel it's only fair to display this excellent campaign banner, gifted me by ![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) ebolagrande and featuring the talents of animesexbomb:
Now, go and do as the nice lady says (come on! I only need another 200 votes ;))
I'm trying to think of hilarious antics for my laughable campaign, but it's just going to be "write stuff on your cock" or "give away more free music"... too hot. cannot brane. (Any ideas for great campaign memes or (christ) policies gladly accepted.)
More lucid content to follow*. Send ice-lols, I'm melting.
* yeah, right. it's friday evening, I'm drinking, I think the word "cunt" is likely to make an appearance.
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1:35 pm - interesting site.
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| Thursday, May 8th, 2008
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10:57 pm - warm feeling
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holy sweet god, give you lot an excuse to expose yourselves! :) I haven't stopped grinning :D
in other news, it's too damned hot! nekkid + two MASSIVE FANS at my bedside (bladed rotary things, not rotund gothics) and I'm still too hot.
It's almost like there's this heat source on my chest. with keys and a scr ... ahhh. I'm a bellend.
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8:59 pm - TITS (or cock) OR GTFO
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Pft. Electioneering is SRZ BSNS.
my Campaign Manager, privateskylark has engaged the enemy.
To my dismay, it seems my honour rides on the potential breasts and genitalia of my friends... (jameth reckons he could much more readily get people to write his name on their "norty-areas").
Anyone want to prove him wrong? (this is an equal-opportunities blatant request for porn with my name written on it, cocksrgood2) ... I know some of you have the (literal in some cases) cojones!
First I ask for your vote, then I come for your goodies. next, I'm bumming your dog.
If you haven't already, VOTE ME! Tits 'n wangs 'n balls for all!
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8:50 pm - DO AS YOU'RE TOLD.
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