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Dreadful Nonsense

"I've read your blog. it's really funny. you should write a column." - Jon Ronson


I am well aware that this is horribly bad form, but I thought it was important to share with you today my feelings of happiness and non-hostility towards the world. I'm in a blindingly good mood, and though it might be too much to actually go round telling other people that I'm quite happy to be awake today, I'm going to be rude enough to inflict the news on you good people. I apologise in advance if anyone find this distressing.

Last night I went to see Ben and Jason play in the smallest venue imaginable, in front of a relatively lack lustre crowd, and it was one of the best gigs I have ever been to in my life, in terms of how brilliant the band was, and how wonderful the music was. I've never been able to see them play live before now, what with one thing and another - I'm just so busy, you see - but have had their albums for ages and ages. And listening to them play last night, it was like I'd never heard the songs properly before. It was just brilliant. Their new single, How The Hell Do I Explain is out on Monday. You must buy it.





And then this morning, I got up at 7am - 4 hours after I'd gone to bed - and had a bath, thus using all the hot water in the house and depriving my flatmate of any, cos he had used it all on me the day before. Ah, sweet revenge. So I think it's mania caused by sleep depravation, but I don't care. It's Friday, and I've got lots of caffeine.

God’s revenge, of course, is to make it snow all day today. I made the mistake of complaining to my friends about the stupid snow, and how horrible and cold and damp and slippy it makes everything, and they all damned me to hell as if I’d just walked into the room and declared that I’d killed each and every one of their goldfish, just for the heck of it. Snow is not good. Snow is, in fact evil. And horrible. And everything that I just said. Although, it is, of course, a fabulous excuse to stay in and drink hot chocolate.

Hoorah.

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