Month: September 2002

stalk

South Africans do it better. But then the following day they disappear just before midnight, saying they’re going to the toilet. I did the most idiotic thing ever, going all the way across town to this guy’s place (we hadn’t

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selection

As I was watching a documentary on the late Linda Lovelace last night on Channel Four in which she claimed she was forced to do what she did through violence and death threats, I started wondering why I have never

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over

Marcus has written the sweetest poem to celebrate, and Google is today displaying a birthday cake on its front page (graciously leaving out 37 candles). Happy birthday Jonathan!

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reality

As I was having my tea yesterday (while reading the Guardian and listening to Toni Braxton with the TV on with the sound muted – yes, that’s my idea of relaxation), I glanced at the telly, Model Behaviour was on

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thin

Tom has redesigned plasticbag into a clearer and streamlined version. Now it looks somewhat like bitful, only much more sophisticated (and with 300 times more content). I also discovered we found our inspiration from the same design at kottke, which

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tick

Of course, I should have seen it coming, there’s no question about it: I missed yet another deadline, this time concerning submissions to Chig’s “50 Number Ones” project. My sole excuse is that I go through the internet with a

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luck

An Italian friend has just emailed me the following: go to google.it (I’ve tried the .fr, .co.uk and .com versions and it works) type “go to hell” (with the inverted commas) in the search field click on “I’m feeling lucky”

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friend

He‘s flying somewhere across the Atlantic now, drugged on muscle relaxers to overcome his fear of flying. I’m missing the MF big time already.

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sale

One million Ryanair seats on flights from Oct. 1st to Nov. 17th – now I have no excuses not to go pay a quick visit to la mamma. The question is: do I really want to go back to a

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tempt

Last Sunday I skipped the RVT for the second time in three and a half months. I woke up at 6:30 pm – and then had to go home and change into something a bit more comfortable than what I

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feed

Does anybody know where I can find an audio file of the Trannie (as in Transylvanian) sisters performing on Popstars: The Rivals? I’d look for it myself (I am sure some mad, sad person out there has taped it and

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star

I never ever ask where do you go I never ever ask what do you do I never ever ask what’s in your mind I never ever ask if you’ll be mine come and smile don’t be shy touch my

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melt

I am in tears once again, in awe of someone half my age with twice as many balls.I’d better go, before I get sued by the internet cafe for flooding the place with my tears of self-pity.

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mean

I am fu@#ing sick and tired to be good. I keep stretching myself to the limit and bend over backwards to be nice to people, I anticipate their needs and do little acts of kindness towards them, and no, not

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select

Can someone please explain to me what’s so special about The Shadow Lounge that you normally have to be a member, and you can’t normally wear shorts inside, to get in? (But we got in anyway)

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nearly

You look for something all your life and never seem to find it. Somehow you come to terms with the idea that it might not even exist, and that you’re chasing rainbows. Or you start thinking that you might have

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spy

I hate having no internet access from home. I’m now sitting in an internet place in Tottenham Court Road, there’s not much privacy, it’s expensive, I keep being reminded by pop-up ads to watch my belongings, and Rodney is getting

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back

September 5th, 2001 – The Boiler Room, NYC – I met Rodney and Blake. September 7th, 2002 – we will finally be reunited in London! Can’t wait.

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off

I’m moving tomorrow, and I won’t have any sort of internet connection from home for a while. So, until I get a telephone line installed I find a job where I can be online and get paid for it, I’ll

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top

I am absolutely intrigued by Chig‘s brilliant UK #1 singles bloggers’ poll thing. I went through the list backwards just like David did, and immediately got transported into my own memories, then blank, then another short surge of strong recollections,

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pop

I am not going to spend all morning popping bubbles, I must pack instead. I am not going to spend all morning popping bubbles, I must pack instead. I am not going to spend all morning popping bubbles, I must

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not

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best

Good luck to all the bloggers who have entered the Guardian’s Best British Blog Competition (there are at least half a score on my sidebar that are truly deserving to win, should they consider entering – three days left to

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slave

I just Googled a marketing agency that has contacted me for a job, as I normally do to find out more about potential employers, and I actually found out much more than I was searching for! Apparently one of their

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tense

Things that make you go AAARGH: a 20-minute conversation with my Italian accountant’s secretaries who have received a two-page form to fill in (in English) for the reference check for the apartment – they do not speak English and the

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guru

Went to see The Guru last night. Random thoughts: 1. Funny and uplifting, although a tad predictable. 2. What is it about New York that makes it look so fantastic on film (and that consequently makes you feel like you’re

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bond

Last night I dreamt I had a cigarette. The motherfu**er tasted mighty good, but afterwards I felt like shit for having it. I hope I’ll use this dream to my advantage next time I feel like lighting up a cancer

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family

M.? M.? And that would be… Ooh, M.! I vaguely remember giving my number to a dancing and snogging partner in a red A&F t-shirt at 2 brewers on Saturday night. He wanted to go home with me but I

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