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Missing [Aug. 6th, 2004|04:15 am]
If anyone at my house the other night saw a small rectangular baclk guitar tuner which had the words "Intellitouch" on it, could they tell me where they saw it. I hope none of you took it or something. Arrgh.
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Diet Coke and cigarette butts [Apr. 19th, 2004|06:54 am]
[mood |depresseddepressed]

Well my music composition 'it'll only take 2 hours' seems to have turned into an all nighter.
The butter only tastes like butter.
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Fuck [Apr. 18th, 2004|06:26 am]
[mood |depresseddepressed]

Oh dear.
The audio part of my computer has broken, hence I have no way to finish my compositions for my advanced higher eg. I will be forced to drop it. As I am already dropping English, this means I shall have to leave school.
Oh dear.
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[mood |annoyedannoyed]
[music |Angelo Badalamenti-Twin Peaks Theme]


THIS IS A TRAVESTY! I got the DVD set of the first season of David Lynch's Twin Peaks - the best tv show ever. After 280 minutes of the most amazing who-done-it ever I was eagerly anticipating the conclusive episode.
Little did I realise that the story arc (as these grandiose things are referred to as) actually stretches over 2 series. This means I have watched all this tv for nothing. Nothing. And I NEED to see what happens. I NEED TO! Somehow I have to get ahold of the second series. I cry. Lots.
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Gretchen Ross [Apr. 11th, 2004|02:42 am]
[mood |exanimateexanimate]
[music |Aphex Twin-Strotha Tynhe]

I had a wierd dream.

I somehow seduced Bjork circa 1991, and was left with the difficult decision as to whom I wanted - Bjork or Rachel. Naturally, I decided to have both. This was all going fine until, for some unknown reason, Bjork decided she was fed up with me (she had even lied to me, claiming that I was the inspiration behind "venus as a boy").

So Rachel it was. Sorry Bjork, it would never have worked.
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Emily, sing something sweet to me [Mar. 3rd, 2004|03:48 am]
[mood |worriedworried]
[music |The Jesus & Mary Chain-Just Like Honey]

Earlier today...

So she was like, "Oh yeh, the guitar competition" and I was like, "What already? No way..." ,and she went, "Yeh, really", and so I went, "But i though it was late March" - "Nope, March the 5th" - "I could have sworn" - "No. March. The fifth" - "Oh dear" -

At the time I assumed March the fifth was about 8 days or so away. Ahem. Well, much to my horror, I have just this moment realised I have literally 2 days to do a serious serious amount of guitar practice in time for some Glasgow Music Festival thing (which is a competition, I'll have you know...). I *could* pull out of course. Infact, I think I may. Oh, I don't know.
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Oh, before I forget... [Feb. 21st, 2004|05:31 am]
[mood |sympatheticsympathetic]
[music |Husker Du-Celebrated Summer]

I was especially amused tonight at all of you angrily demanduing that Rachel add you as friends, even though her internet is broked because it "made you look bad". I mean, come on: Surely the very fact we all have live journals that we update on a regular basis is damning enough?

Don't worry.
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Fake trees look real at night: The sleep walker's guide [Feb. 21st, 2004|05:27 am]
[mood |sleepysleepy]
[music |Archie Shepp-Quiet Dawn]

You ask yourself "do i go"? Is it really the stagnation you're trying to avoid or just the thoughts running through your head. Is it really avoiding anything at all? Are you in fact just looking for something better to fall in your lap. A catalyst for action. A new bird to set you in flight because your usual cage is left with nothing but old feathers and aging shit. Then there are the worries that its just becoming a nuisance and perhaps you should let the curtains fall, the picture fade, and sleep another night.

Please excuse my command of the English language - I'm tired.
I sleep now.

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Well the butter only tastes like butter [Feb. 21st, 2004|05:23 am]
[mood |boredbored]
[music |Sugarcubes-Fucking in Rhythm and Sorrow]

Firstly, a copy of Peter's journal. I am of course doing this to show you all how excellent and cool and fab and funky my musical taste is, and how much better it is than yours and how i'm just basically much cooler than all of you. And i'm bored...

Step 1: Open your MP3 player.
Step 2: Put all of your music on random.
Step 3: Write down the first fifteen songs it plays, no matter how embarrassing

1.The Postal Service-The District Sleeps Alone Tonight
2.Ben Kweller-In Other Words
3.Martin Grech-Twin
4.Yoko Kanno-Tank!
5.Pastel Vespa-Tubthumping (dear lord, thank you :D)
6.Dizzy Gillespie & Charlie Parker-Confirmation
7.Can-Oh Yeah
8.Jimi Hendrix-Voodoo Child (Slight Return)
9.Radiohead-Trans-Atlantic Drawl
11.Eric Schoon-A Song For Emma

Err, I think I'll stop now. Having just realised how boring this list is for myself, I shudder to think what other people who probably care even less than me will think. REALLY! I'M NOT THIS UNCOOL!!! Come on, I read Vanity Fair.........................

So yes, tonight. I attempted to record a song but got, well, nowhere. I should really be frantically studying for my impending exams and, of course, reading and writing my dissertation. I was starting to wonder if I should choose a book/author to do yet... Actually! A poll...
Q: Should I drop English and focus solely on music? Should I drop them both and get a job as a part time hipster/Jony's gay lover? Should I? Well...?

God, I am so bored. In this boredom I seem to have developed a worrying addiction to Sainsbury's spicy tomato ketchup on cheese on assorted biscuits. This will of course only worsen my growing obesity. But, oh well..
I really have nothing much to say, which is odd. But. I'll keep typing anyway, into the morning. Or perhaps not. Please all forgive me when (or should that be if) you read all this. It really is drivel. La la lalala.
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My Dream [Feb. 19th, 2004|08:12 pm]
[mood |predatory]
[music |Radiohead - Motion Picture Soundtrack]

I had an odd dream last night (well, really today at about 3 pm)...

I dreamt that I wrote, directed and choreographed this ballet - the best ballet ever! - which was performed at the grand opening to the best theme park in the world. Ever. The rides were pretty fun.
My favourite scene was when they danced around picnic benches carrying live poultry. It was very moving, especially when the main character, Belinda, died and it broke into a climactic operatic aria. *sniff*
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