So, I'm in Warsaw, for the benefit of anybody who has not been paying attention (wise plan - the last bit wasn't exactly an inspiring read), staying in a 13th floor riverside flat with with an arse-doctor's internet optimizer and a crazed psychopathic kitten, called Mr Kitten (I would say that this will be an awkward name in a year, but then having ( Read more... )

Anyone know of any cash machines in Edinburgh that give out English money - it needs to go abroad and they won't take the Scottish stuff...

I was halfway through writing a hilarious entry, but then the James Blunt website totally fucked up my browser, so cheers for that you talentless monkey-fucker.

New menu layout on this site is crappy.

In other news, got to stop listening to Radio 1 in the daytime - i'm actually quite liking the Sugarbabes track :-( , and, um, on that bombshell...

I have absolutely nothing to say, but will you catch me not posting? Will you fuck.

Imagine for a moment, if you will, the breakfast dilemma. You wake up wanting something tasty and covered with milk. Assuming you are not some kind of deviant dairy-fetishist this is likely to be kind of breakfast cereal. Now imagine that you have an unlimited supply of different types of breakfast cereal in your kitchen (this is stretching my ( Read more... )

You know what isn't funny. Beavis and Butthead. Man I hate that show! With their ridiculous cartoon snickers and crappy music video interruptions. And it's like made by MTV, and hey man, that's not cool. Worst. Programme. EVER!