Raj Chandavarkar RIP

some fuck just reversed into me and knocked me off my bike

'oh sorry, didn't see you there, love'

don't worry, i was tucked out of sight. IN YOUR MIRRORS.

I don't remember getting back last night.

I am so confused in so many ways about absolutely everything.

Anyway, 'Hair' is fantastic. The bridge worked, the cast got naked, only a few minor things fucked up, and me and Miles were dancing in the wings the whole time. IT IS FIT ( Read more... )

Am in singapore. Holiday has been ok so far - taxi drivers like dalai lama etc etc.

Have bought many things. Am in middle of airport and should go. Love you all.

Oh the giggle. Thanks to everyone who came to my party, where I did discover why men always take control of the barbecue - because it's actually foolproof. But anyway, the Pulitzer prize-worthy image is of Ross and Ian getting a little friendly...


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The strange bizzarity of fun (and nausea) that was Rome, complete with Puerto Ricans who wanted to take me home to their mothers, Italian New Yorkers who ask if you like mango, and 'Prog on the Palatine' has ended. Cue giant 'aaaaaaaaaaaw' from my expectant audience ( Read more... )

I feel that this was the defining image of the evening:


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Having completed nearly seven hours of exams in two days, I'm ready to crash. The problema of having a two-hour closed-text english paper tomorrow is exacerbated by the discovery that my flight to Rome leaves at 7.30AM. Tomorrow night's prom may see my having a glass of wine and falling asleep in a corner ( Read more... )

My mum and sister have just left to watch the Wimbledon men's quarter finals.

Not just any quarter final. An ANDY RODDICK quarter final.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!