Month: March 2003

shoot

On the way back to Dr Bitful’s flat after Nag Nag Nag (or possibly after the Shadow Lounge, I can’t remember), we saw a purple triple decker bus. And then another one not far away, surrounded by cameras and a

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1000

Another landmark. One thousand fags (not smoked, in my case) in under five weeks? Scary.

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gutter

Saturday night: joined a birthday party at the Friendly Society, then all moved to the Shadow Lounge – guestlisted if you please, stormed in with Yvette (soon to join the unemployed, after the “last ever” Love Muscle at the Fridge

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massive

There was this documentary the other night called Fat Girls and Feeders. I missed most of it until I got a text from Dr Bitful telling me to switch it on. To put it briefly, it was about a man

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zap

I was not surprised to hear that 65-year old Manfred Lubitz electrocuted himself with electrodes attached to his genitals, or that he’d called his home-made sex toy Orgasmatron. But watching a film called Hot Vixen Nuns? It sounds like one

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vaduz

The English football team are playing against Liechtenstein later today. I am normally not into footbal (unless it rains and the players’ kit is white), but I’m curious to see what happens when the same national anthem is played twice

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hammer

I’ve said it before, and now I am absolutely convinced that Madonna’s records contain a subliminal message that, if played backwards, hypnotizes you into believing that what you are listening to is rather good and not the crap you thought

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squander

Maths fail me. Last night I thought I was being very considerate with money and did very well. I went to Nag Nag Nag with Dr Bitful and David, we skipped the queue thanks to David’s knowing the security person

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200

Yay me! Elated. Always alert. Never complacent.

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share

From: Dr Bitful To: Riverside Restaurant / Bed & Breakfast Sent: Monday, March 24, 2003 12:46 PM Subject: Bread & Butter Pudding Dear Anne and Anthony, Just a quick note to say thanks for the recipe. I cooked it for

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oscar

I’m jet-lagged – and I haven’t even left the country. It’s just that after a drunken mini-nap after the RVT (taking Steve by the hand and dragging him to the dance floor as soon as MiniMinogue started playing can be

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exhale

More on halitosis: National Fresh Breath Week starts tomorrow.

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learn

Things I learnt or discovered during the weekend: how to spell my name in British Sign Language the reason why last Christmas Eve at ten to six pm there was not a pint of milk, a single egg or a

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heaven

The other night I had homemade bread and butter pudding for the very first time. And then I had some more for breakfast yesterday. Life finally makes sense. It was worth waiting all these years. As with my tiramisù recipe,

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doily

‘Centrino is a mix, one part is the center, being in the center of all the things we do, and the other is the thin and light form factor’ (Mathias Raeck, a spokesman for Intel) centrino (m) : [noun] doily,

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kinship

Breakfast conversations in London E2 (*puts on mock Swedish accent* “If I tell a yoke, you’ve probably heard it befooore…“) Me: Have you heard about Osama Bin Laden’s niece who is currently in London trying to launch her pop career?

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thespis

I am pretty intrigued by What Happened Last Night, a play that opens today (and runs until April 19) at the Pleasance Theatre in London after a run at The Courtyard last year. “Sexy, edgy and controversial… This is definitely

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spin

Found it at last! It’s Dannii vs Dead Or Alive (via Popjustice: search ‘Begin To Spin Me Round’ on Kazaa).

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skint

Oops.

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reality

This should be forbidden. Very sad to watch has-beens tear their hair out for a glimpse of their vanished fame. I normally do not cringe before crap TV, but last night I just had to switch Reborn in the USA

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unconvincing

Click here to pre-order Madonna’s new single as an mp3 file – a “Digital Single” for $1.49 – it will be emailed on March 24th along with a special message from Her Madgesty herself. I heard American Life in a

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vintage

Via Troubled Diva: Weight Watchers recipe cards from 1974. A Frankfurter Spectacular, anyone?

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ding

Via plasticbag.org: this is fun fun fun! A stats service / hit counter with a traffic monitor that plays a sound every time your website gets a hit. Free for the time being. Ooh this is cool! (Two minutes later)

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spice

I was having a stroll with Anne (my friend visiting from Paris) after seeing Chicago (the movie) with her and Guy (well worth it), when I got a naughty text message from Dr Bitful, asking me to meet him at

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give

RND03 (Red Nose Day 2003) So this is why Mike has been silent for a while now. Click here or scroll to comment #38 to find out what it is all about. It’s for a good cause, and every comment

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bias

Via Popbitch: Geri Halliwell not just as a judge, but as a coach on All American Girl she puts […] her team through their paces in a vast array of disciplines that include athletic ability, mental agility, performance in the

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modesty

GayDatingBlog has been taken offline. All I hope is that the guy behind it (Tom?) found happiness and love with his recent date, and therefore decided to stop making his sex life public. I’ll miss that.

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wean

It is now exactly two weeks since I smoked my last cigarette, and I’ve decided to allow myself to post something about it. It has not been easy, nor was it the most bitful task to go through, but it

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whiff

That’s it. After much complaining from Dr Bitful, I’ve finally chucked my smelly clubbing trainers. Well, my feet do not (normally) smell, as I’m terrified by BO and I spray them with deodorant and then always fill my shoes with

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advance

Ooh I’m bad. I’m having a friend from Paris visiting me for a week, and I can’t skip going to the Royal Vauxhall Tavern even once. I must be addicted to testosteron. Or something. I’d told everyone I was not

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