Still mblogging, so can’t face messing about with links. If anything intrigues and confuses you, google is your friend.
1) Stephen Frears’s High Fidelity. Best geeky boy film ever, one of best love stories ever, terrifyingly accurate insight into my past relationships ever, etc. I know Nick Hornby also relevant but I’ve boycotted praising him after the embarrassing nonsense that was How To Be Good.
2) Man skills. The power went off. I made it come back on. Woo!
3) My excellent flatmate. For being impressed by both 1 and 2, for making me move to the official Best Part Of World Ever, for general aceness, etc.
4) Getting messages from my 80something grandparents written in txtspeak. U R BTH DOIN IT RITE. I hope in 55 years time I’m equally able to use Direct Mindreading 4D Lasers as well as the average 15-year-old.
5) Being right about #amazonfail being nonsense. Come on people, corporations aren’t just evil for fun, and society has thankfully reached the point where hating t3h gayz is pretty much as mainstream-unacceptable as hating the Jews. If a big, mainstream, plc-not-fanatic-owned company appears to be banning all gay books of course it’s because they’ve been hacked/trolled/troll-hacked rather than because they’ve decided Do Be Evil is their new maxim.
(in a rare example of positivity, I’m not compiling a detailed ‘things that have made me unhappy’ list. This was made easier by the fact that #amazonfail, emailgate and the worst of my Holiday Weekend Hangover all happened yesterday.
Although grumpy new neighbour whose idea of a greeting was to say “all of this (apparently shared) terrace is mine, only the door and doorway is yours, go away” and slam terrace door is today’s main fail. What the hell need is there to be such a tool? Even if the estate agent lied and the neighbour is actually right, anyone who isn’t a ‘needs electric drill in head’ tosswit would surely go for something more like “Nice to meet you too. I’m sorry, this area is part of our flat and that’s in the deeds, but welcome to the building and would you like a cup of tea?”. Fuckmonkey.
also "using mobile internet", for the 'un' list. Once my 18 month contract is up I'm going to destroy this phone with extreme force, and enjoy doing so very much. And yes I know I opened a bracket and never shut it; this goes on the 'not worth fixing given this worthless interface' list.
For the 'happy' list, randomly bumping into Mr Harrowell of this parish and his lovely partner in my new local was definitely a contender.
Even so, mblogging and neighbour-arsehole-remembering frustration have more or less dispelled the warm fuzzy feeling that a really good day and movie brought, and will instead dream of death and destruction. Don't blog, kids, it isn't worth it…
"What the hell need is there to be such a tool? "
Maybe he reads your bl….
Nah.
Ahahahaaa.
How witty.
I to see High Fidelity on a first date. WHAT WAS I THINKING?
We're still together though, ten years on. She must understand. Aaaah.
Maybe he just took one look …
Maybe you disturbed your neighbour's 96 hour bank holiday warcraft-and-wotsits marathon?