Well, I’m listening to The Cure and have realised that I could probably listen to a Cure song every day for the rest of what is hopefully a long life. Ok, so I might have to listen to certain songs for two days in a row, like Lullaby (the Disintegration version, NOT the Greatest Hits version), or Harold And Joe, or The Caterpillar, or The Exploding Boy, or Push, or Inbetween Days, or Just Like Heaven, or I Don’t Know What’s Going On, or… I think you get the idea. I love them. If I met them I might hate them – I doubt it – but I love them for giving me such pleasure (baby!)
I met up with my best friend today. It was sunny, crisply cold, we had a lovely time and I took a photo of a flower which I may post sometime because it’s pretty.
I’ve finished D-Songs, but then you knew that, and there’s lots of ‘stuff’ to come soon for you to look at, read, listen to, etc. so please PLEASE stay tuned.
I’ve been thinking about a girl I know and I want her bad! I want her body, I want her soul, her sense of wonder, I want her standing in front of me so that she makes me laugh with a really clever or silly observation and I’m starting a song called ‘I Want You Bad’, inspired by wanting her bad, which I shall put somewhere for you to hear because it’s kind of got the potential to be rather sweet.
I’m about to eat two egg custard tarts…mmmmm…nom nom nom!
And Ben Gibbard, lead singer of Death Cab For Cutie, is running a marathon for charity. And although it’s rather last minute of me, here’s a link: