Radiohead have just debuted something new on their website. It is rumoured to be some new material which I am obviously eager to hear. However it is a) streaming in realplayer which is well shit, and b) timing out because of demand c) never good to try stuff like that on dialup. On the other hand, these things have to be done and I really want to hear it.

In other news, I watched Black Hawk Down which was ok and then I watched 24 1pm till 2pm which wasn’t bad at all. A nice little twist or two and some damn fine work by Mr Sutherland. Read some more comics today, got caught up on the excellent Fables from Vertigo and the so so Stormwatch: Team Achilles from Wildstorm.

I had been feeling a little, nay I lie, a lot better. I am no longer. I am in fact feeling a lot worse and I have a headache on top of that. I still don’t feel like sleeping, but when I do I sleep for a long time. I didn’t fall asleep until sometime close to 5 in the morning I suspect and then slept straight through till 2pm. Not ideal as it means like now I don’t want sleep.

My flatmate is now actually talking about moving out to move in with her fella, we talked about it a little tonight. I wonder how that would work out. She wants to keep the flat and rent it out. I know a couple of people who are not happy where they are at the moment and are looking to move. We shall see how things turn out over the coming months. Of course ideally I’d find myself a nice women and have her move in and not have anyone else. Be a little expensive but a decent size place for two of us. Ah well one can dream eh?

Oh I don’t know why, but that reminds me of something. Meg is easily the best writer I know, she has this wonderful grasp of language that I am very jealous of. I do remember her posting this and it stood out in her archive a couple of days ago. It’s fairly short and simple and a tad abrupt, but hey the gist is good.
How are you? Don’t give me any of that ‘ok thanks’ bullshit, really how are you?

I don’t know how common this expression is around your parts, but it’s common enough in Dublin. When someone asks how you are you can reply with “ah can’t complain”. Generally meaning things are well. It doesn’t tho does it? You can complain, if you really wanted to complain you could. But you just don’t. For whatever reason, you don’t/can’t complain. It isn’t an expression I use all that much. I can rarely think of a time when I could not complain about something!

You know why is it that Syria is the only country in the world standing up openly to the US? It really amazes me that none of the so-called First World nations are not calling the US on what is little more than a personal vendetta. Why is the UK so eager to go to war? What is the US going to do to the UK, if they don’t?

Gonna try and go get some sleep now. Wish me luck.