Saturday 10th April.
(11:11pm; 14min 12sec)
(11:56pm; 4min 35sec)
All the same: went OFF.
(1:22am; 1min 22sec)
That I took at Wortwut‘s place, with her baffling elephantine DSLR:
In related news, I got my own camera back last week finally. Here are some pictures I took with it of the San Pedro I bought my housemate for his birthday:
In unrelated news, I caught a cold on Friday but I’m better now.
What else? I had a gum excision and a filling done this morning, which was novel. The anaesthetic made the left side of my jaw completely numb.
That is all, for now.
This pizza is Super Special. The people who sold it to us told us this. It must be true.
We are going to watch Withnail & I now. Yiz can all get comprehensively fucked.
That is all.
Coming soon: Death In The Afternoon.
I wasn’t planning to originally, but Semi talked me into it on the grounds that the Greens will likely take some seats away from serious politicians, which is always a good cause. I hope he is having fun at Earthcore. I imagine that he is.
I just voted for the Greens whilst tripping on leftover cactus, partly in his honor. I’m sure Bob Brown (with whom I once shared a taxi, whilst dressed as a giant koala – i’m sure it wasn’t just a dream) would not disapprove. I tried to imagine what John Howard would feel. I tried to imagine him feeling pain in some way. How I tried. But all I could see was him going “stupid hippies; ah well, *shrugs*, they will all self-destruct soon enough anyway”, and not understanding at all. Which kind of pissed me off, but did at least make me feel like, in some obscure way, I had not done entirely the wrong thing.
~ has suggested to me that the girl Gelfling ultimately dies; but I feel sure that this cannot be the whole truth. Henson and Oz would not do that to me. They would not dare.
I will watch their silly movie, in any case. They can bring it. Doesn’t matter if the chick dies; the whole healed-crystal thing redundifies such petty concerns.
Yes, it does.