Is Motley Crue’s Bitter Pill one of the greatest songs of all time? Why yes, yes it is.

I had planned on going to bed early this evening. That was about two hours ago but after talking Hebe for a walk I seem to have been sat at my computer for about 90 minute with nothing to show for it. Primrose Hill is really nice by night, especially on a clear night like tonight. It’s a damn pretty view. With the weather so nice these days and colleges being out, there are large groups of young people (I can’t believe I’m calling college students “young people”) sitting around talking and drinking. Ah good days.

Around this place has been entertaining today. I can’t really say I put much (read: any) effort into applying anything to me. Bee-loving little comment slag! is to blame for it all. (I really have to write something to automate that for me. Having to go check the html for style each time is getting old already. Tomorrow at work perhaps.) Blogger has a nice feature to prepopulate entries but I never really took to using that as I’d rather a selection of templates I can enter. I’ve never gotten around to using a LJ client, perhaps one of them can do it.

Oh in today’s news, the Mercury Music Prize nominations are particularly shit. Franz Ferdinand are acceptable but that’s about the best you can say about em. Decent fun live but nothing to really spend any money on. Speaking of live, the Barfly mail has just come in. Do I want to spend Friday night at a British Sea Power DJ set just down the road? I may well do. Hmm, now they are an excellent live band with a damn fine debut album under their belt.

Fuck it, going to sleep now. I’m tired.