Foo Fighters feel like fadge fudge.

I'm not such a huge fan of their new album as you can gather. On the upside, new White Stripes album rocks! It's artistically brilliant, filled with nuances, their ever-present catchiness and a new sense of experimentation. Also Meg drums half-decently this time methinks. She clearly bought 6 new cymbals.
Sadly, I haven't had the chance to purchase it yet what with our delightful trading hours and my not so delightful working hours, but come saturday there will be much review posting here.

EXAMS ARE OVER! No more goddam exams, all my marks are back, it's a clean slate! I have half a year to make all those numbers good, and then WHAM! we're in for a fine summer of working my ass off for money. I only have 13 weeks left of school ever, and the prospect is scaring me. If not arousing me. Hell, everything arouses me these days, i'm so socially demented becuase of this stupid year i'd go Rosanne Barr. Well... maybe not... but hyperbole is effective.
With a little work, the new play that I'm working on called Car will be forming itself together by the end of the year too, and I'm gonna try and force my band to play at least one show before Scaifey nicks of to the land of the warm beer for a year. How scary.
Right now though, my plans chiefly involve listening to the White Album and working on my art project which is really, really, really overdue.

I love you all and apologise repeatedly for my lax upkeep of this place. It will happen, just.... in the loving warm and distant future. That place is my friend.