Month: April 2001

I’d like to say that I have never shagged a Hula-Hoop sandwich.

long day today: but tonight featured beers with Matt, Ian (still celebrating his birthday), Paul F, Kearn, the pulchritudinous Tam, Sacha, DA and DAGS as well as Paul S, Kristian and Al (briefly). Pissed as a fart now.

read this: rhizome. Now think about what is written here about the value of art, and apply it to the literary value of (certain) blogs. And, furthermore, what makes one blog more valuable than the next? Shouldn’t these literary works be preserved in some form other than the (often hard-to-search) archive files at the site concerned? what defines good literary art? who should decide? Let’s face it, Shakespeare was ridiculed in his day by many critics.

he‘s moved too.

post pub blogging. never a good plan. and I am soooooooooooooo tired.
anyway, before I go to bed, I thought I’d let you know that tonight, after doing laundry, washing up, housework, cooking and email duty, i had beer with [deep breath] Brenda, Greg, Paul F, Tam, DA, DAGS, Arron, Al, Ian (happy birthday!), Sacha, Anne (happy birthday!), Simone, Clive, Matt, DJ, Cat, Steve, Tim, Tanya, Claudette (we’ll miss you! sob!!), James, Jayne, Kearn, DJ – oh god, countless people. If I missed you, I’m sorry!
But I’m soooo tired, I need to sleep.
Incidentally, Vaughan has moved his blog but I am too tired, so will alter the link list tomorrow or Monday or somewhen. But go read his site anyway, because the man thinks.

It has been pointed out that in addition to Toms A and C, there is also a blogging Tom E (how could I forget!). Which is a nuisance, as I now not only need a Tom B, but also a Tom D.

today has been a long day and I’m very tired. Quite how I’m going to stay awake through tonight’s celebrations, I’m not sure, and I have loads of chores to do at home first too, before I can go out. And my blog entries are getting boring as well. guh.
In spite of all that, I’m feeling really cheerful. Why is it that when you get cheerful, you’re too tired or busy to enjoy it?

with tonight’s swansong for Claudette, I think many people will prove that they are not teetotallers. Cripes, it’s getting hard to include some of these words in a meaningful context.

Tonight sees a triple celebration: the splendid Ian’s birthday drinks part 1, the delightful Anne’s birthday drinks and the gorgeous Claudette’s farewell drinks. Ah yes, lots of drinks ahead. Thankfully, I have the day off tomorrow.

I have an evil duvet. Every day, it’s grip on my body seems to get stronger. This morning, I had to summon all my will and strength to fight free of its grip and drag myself into the waking world. I need to sleep more.