unhealthy obsessions
Friday, April 30, 2004
Monday, April 26, 2004
Friday, April 23, 2004
maybe this will work later (pictures from Stoke) ... my computer is still down ... can someone get me Franz Ferdinand tickets for Webster Hall? Damn damn damn damn damn ...
Tuesday, April 13, 2004
quick! he just got up & is over there at .org right now, although I suspect he's having a bit of a tough time with the typically tiny keys, if only someone would buy *me* a laptop for MY birthday (soon)...
& then he was off to the signing at virgin oxford and by the looks of things, he *still* hadn't found a shirt to wear (is that a dress under there?) ...
the young Malcolm Mcdowell, the most disturbing of my teenage crushes (I had no idea I'd only seen the middle of the trilogy half a lifetime ago) ...
Sunday, April 11, 2004
another sunday morning on babyshambles: solo bead mimic's a tear, the sweat's melancholy cousin
the bilo hasn't a hope in his rigid hell of heavenly song
mines his carved in stone nothing from deep underground and hollow he reaps blank fields of I suppose you could call it liberty (but it is not [isn't] free) I'll tell you that for nothing (so then he's off to do a late night show & record a single & it seems an awful lot to accomplish but then, unlike me I suppose, some people want company instead of the isolated sort of sadness)
Thursday, April 08, 2004
Sunday, April 04, 2004