Watercooler Sub Zero: Ice Capades

He's got the most hilarious accent this side of a Jesus and Mary Chain song - i.e. pretending to be west coast Dylanamericana when he's really from Glasgow.

I still hate raisins but have never met an olive I wouldn't eat by the kilo.

Ailsa it is now time for CURRY UPGRADE. Go for Thai red.

On Monday I had OMG proper Mexican carne asada burrito after which my entire family cussed me out for going to "the ghetto" to get it. Minneapolis has a LARGE Mexican population (who have all moved Norte over the past decade) and the bigot wing of my family assumes they're all undocumented unless they are practically brandishing papers. FFS. I'm kind of sick of this attitude my immediate family have developed where nobody in America does an honest day's work except for them.

I am going back to said "ghetto" (actually a heavily gentrified former Sears building) at least once every few days until I come home.

Nick sounds nothing like Donovan. Donovan way cooler.

Kate, has anyone ever recommended Hugh-Laurie-in-medical-drama House to you?

(Though TISSP was getting off on just how formulaic it was.)

"Jennifer... Juniper! Lilacs in her hair..."

This is just the... *wettest* music ever.

http://www.hurdygurdy.farmcom.net/parts2.jpg

Those freaking snare rolls, that fuzz guitar like a gnat... aaaahhhh...

So, I guess it's "Satanic Maj" on the way home tonight.

This is always the problem with Donovan best ofs, I get as far as Hurdy Gurdy Man and then can get no further, coz I just carolanne on it.

You loved it!

(Though TISSP was getting off on just how formulaic it was.)

Makes for good drinking game material.

This is as good a chance as any to advertise my forthcoming HOUSE PARTY, which will of course be a HOUSE-themed house party. Word.

I was drunk! I was so full of tequila I loved Muse videos!

So long as it's not on the 13th January. Don't force me to choose between crushes.

I saw Billy Mackenzie in a bar in Dundee and was exactly the same. And probably would be if I saw N in a similar situation.

Man, I had the nastiest tasting cough mixture in the world, and it still hasn't stopped me coughing. Bah.

(what have you agreed to on the 13th?)

x-post there's a Gooblar gig on the 13th. I think. He's not here to confirm or deny.

I'm really torn. I mean, if it were anything else, I'd obviously go to your birthday. But my only chance on earth to stare at PBW completely unhindered and unembarrassed coz like you're supposed to stare at people who are onstage, it's OK and not creepy or anything... no wait, now that sounds creepy.

OH OH OH but what are you people doing on the 9TH OF JANUARY?

-- tissp! (tissp2...) (webmail), December 1st, 2006 12:44 PM. (tissp!) (link)

by which i mean the 13TH, of course

-- tissp! (tissp2...) (webmail), December 1st, 2006 12:46 PM. (tissp!) (link)

I have no idea! That's, like, next year!

-- masonic boom (kateotheremai...) (webmail), December 1st, 2006 12:46 PM. (kate) (link)

I know! Normally I wouldn't have a clue myself but it's my BIRTHDAY PARTY!

-- tissp! (tissp2...) (webmail), December 1st, 2006 12:47 PM. (tissp!) (link)

AAAAAHHHH!!! OK, I am going to your birthday party, then.

-- masonic boom (kateotheremai...) (webmail), December 1st, 2006 12:48 PM. (kate) (link)

xpost

No, no, noooooo... We've already had this out, that I will have just had an operation on mine hand and won't be up to travelling.

Can't you change your birthday?

Probably. You are, after all, a big ol' alkyhellic.

If you're drunk at that time your Mum might have a point...

My mum has discovered my blog and started leaving me comments.

Quit it! It could be worse, I suppose. PBW's mum has a MySpace and leaves him bizarre comments there. That's much more embarrassing.

Now I just know that there's probably a mouthful waiting for me when I get home. But I will say to my mum the same thing I've said to my friends. "If you don't want to find out what I "really" think, then don't read my diary."

Also diaries are all about how you feel in THAT moment and may not be relevant by even the next moment?

B-Dods, it pains me that I met B. Mackenzie about six weeks before he died, at an aftershow for the Cure. A certain moppy-haired singer (who was friendly with me becase I'd had to interview him a few times hence context) passed out the champagne and introductions. BM was chipper, matey and smiley and in no way seemed on the brink of suicide :-(.

My mom be driving me crazy. No big FITE but a lot of passive-aggressive shit about The Liberals, welfare recipients and immigrants combined with how could she POSSIBLY be conservative because she is pro-choice and after universal health care.