the day after the night before.....

and so it seems another party, and another pissup.....featuring yet more hilarity as i get phone calls off drunken people telling im (quote) 'a priiiiickkkk cosh i didn teacsh guitarin to meee'(unquote)..... all im saying is his name began with B and ended with ENJAMINE.

and so to buisiness: gwyn, great party dude. nice 1 :D

and further to this act of kind words..... i did think that, earlier in the week, it was amazing that the Manic Street Preaches opened a new library in cardiff. this was brought about by the song 'design for life', where the first lyrics (i was fookin amazed when i realied this) are 'libraries give us power'!

fair do's like...brill song mind



now.....as i was saying......bed!
my bed is singularly my favourite place on the planet (not my bed physically, just the psycology of 'this is my bed for the night', regardless of shape, size or location)
it's a romance that has followed me all my life, and one that i doubtless think will remain with me for the duration of my time on this shit heap of a rock....(lovely thought)

(sorry, this is gona be a short one tonight coz i feel as though i should put my bed to good use)



straight into it: thought for the day
does anyone else think that the stig (revealed as michael schu... u know :P) was FAKEEE....
he cant be the bloody stig.....can he?....... FFS HE'S GERMAN!!!!......... and this dear friends is top gear.... no self respecting car lover could possibly employ a german..... they're far too precise!
gawd man!- this throws my entire concept of reality into the fire!

CRA