"To find out more, we were invited to spend a night at Her Majesty's Pleasure. But we couldn't go, cos we were in prison."

Genius. That's the only good line of That Mitchell & Webb Show so far - after Peep Show I have to say I'm disappointed. But maybe it'll find its feet in a second or third season, if one is made...

Cashew nut, honey and vanilla pie. Yummy!

What the... http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/8003799.stm

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/technology/8002938.stm

This law suit bugs me. "Assisting making available copyright material"? Really? A desperate attempt by the music industry to find a scapegoat instead of looking at their own practices and trying to keep up with what people want? No?

Excitedly (well, moreso than anxiously) awaiting the verdict.

http://www.dn.se/kultur-noje/guillou-struntar-i-falsk-guillou-1.845845

Lackert skriven artikel. "Istället fortsätter en av Sveriges genom tiderna mest lästa författare att knattra på sin memoarer. På en skrivmaskin. Han har precis kommit fram till 1975."

Och JG sjalv ar ju... rolig. "[...]jag skriver på riktigt, säger han. Jag fattar inte hur folk har tid att skriva gratis."

We went to Scarborough on Sunday, it was a lovely day out. So much fresh air! I learnt that 2p coins are very very very dirty - we won a couple of dummy phones but that's about it... I found a great book store (everything £2!!) but it's a bit of trek to Scarborough just for books... Guess I'll just have to move there!

xx

Post Blue - Placebo

It's in the water baby,
It's in the pills that bring you down,
It's in the water baby,
It's in your bag of golden brown,
It's in the water baby,
It's in your frequency,
It's in the water baby,
It's between you and me.

It's in the water baby,
It's in the pills that pick you up,
It's in the water baby,
It's in the special way we fuck,
It's in the water baby,
It's in your family tree,
It's in the water baby,
It's between you and me.

Bite the hand that feeds,
Tap the vein that bleeds
Down on my bended knees..

I'd break the back of love for you,
I'd break the back of love for you,
I'd break the back of love for you,
I'd break the back of love for you.

It's in the water baby,
It's in the pills that bring you down,
It's in the water baby,
It's in your bag of golden brown,
It's in the water baby,
It's in your frequency,
It's in the water baby,
It's between you and me.

Bite the hand that feeds,
Tap the vein that bleeds
Down on my bended knees.

I'd break the back of love for you,
I'd break the back of love for you,
I'd break the back of love for you,
I'd break the back of love for you,
I'd break the back of love for you,
I'd break the back of love for you,
I'd break the back of love for you,
I'd break the back of love for you.

Not sure who wrote this...



There is no egg in the eggplant
No ham in the hamburger
And neither pine nor apple in the pineapple.
English muffins were not invented in England
French fries were not invented in France.

We sometimes take English for granted
But if we examine its paradoxes we find that
Quicksand takes you down slowly
Boxing rings are square
And a guinea pig is neither from Guinea nor is it a pig.

If writers write, how come fingers don't fing.
If the plural of tooth is teeth
Shouldn't the plural of phone booth be phone beeth
If the teacher taught,
Why didn't the preacher praught.

If a vegetarian eats vegetables
What the heck does a humanitarian eat!?
Why do people recite at a play
Yet play at a recital?
Park on driveways and
Drive on parkways
How can the weather be as hot as hell on one day
And as cold as hell on another

You have to marvel at the unique lunacy
Of a language where a house can burn up as
It burns down
And in which you fill in a form
By filling it out
And a bell is only heard once it goes!

English was invented by people, not computers
And it reflects the creativity of the human race
(Which of course isn't a race at all)

That is why
When the stars are out they are visible
But when the lights are out they are invisible
And why it is that when I wind up my watch
It starts
But when I wind up this poem
It ends.

The other day when I was on my way up to uni a bunch of police motorbikes swoshed past, holding up traffic in the opposite direction - they were excorting two range rovers. I'm curious - who at York uni yesterday was important enough to warrant that? Answers on a post card...

xx

'A Balanced Breakfast'