Sick of all these pansy ass epidemics

Swine Flu? aye, that scared the shoite outta everyone for about eight minutes

"you've got a nerve to be asking a favour//you've got a nerve to be calling my number//havent we been through this before?//Cant you hear me calling out your name//cant you hear me banging on your door"

Have you ever listened, I mean really listened to Living La Vida Loca?

I have...I have

"a heart thats full up like landfill//a job that slowly kills you//bruises that wont heal"

Good golly if i don't love a good dramatic montage

But does Laurent Robert not seem slightly out of place here?



Alliteration really is an advertisers best friend. Last day of the season sunday? nope. See who stays up Sunday? Not quite. Premiership retention Sunday? Not even close. Survival Sunday? Now that sets the heart a-racing

I think i'll miss you most of all

"You said I'd be the one you remember as self-obsessed//Cause every fucking word that I tell you is really self-addressed"

Something Is Squeezing My Skull

I accidentally wore a Morrissey t-shirt on his 50th birthday

i really hope no-one thought it was intentional

"to die by your side//well the pleasure, the privledge is mine"

The much heralded return of the week...

is Star Trek...this is just my return to blogging

i can't commit to long posts anymore, so instead you're just gonna get my thought of the day, some will say im revolutionising blogging...others will say im just copying Matthew.

so here it is...

roast chicken and brown bread...there could not be a more boring sandwich, its the Mr. Dawson of sandwiches

i know what your thinking, three years on an his idea of topical humour remains his a-level history teacher? Yes, unashamedly so, tune in tomorrow when i shall no doubt lay the hate on ol' man ferris

"i know im alone if im with or without you//but just being around you offers me another form of relief//when the loneliness leads to bad dreams//and the bad dreams lead me to calling you//and i call you and say C'mere"