Don't touch me, you look like a capuchin

I only seem to remember this blog when i have brandy in front of me, Oh no...Heather inspired me to write something tonight. Anything. I am quite possibly the least prolific blogger there has ever been or close thereof. A few nights ago I got asked to contribute to We Sink Ships new project. I will write a piece every month for five months starting in december 09 to coincide with photography and music. Apparently it may become a 'physical product'. I would love this to come true.

Hugely loved up with Suzanna this evening. I am most times we share correspondence. I am most times. The sky is pelting the glass from outside. I think its rain rather than hail. But it must be at least purple rain. Watched La Haine today. Again. But haven't seen it for a few years. Still got the tingles I always did get when the helicopter shot of the suburb rooftops is soundtracked by the DJ mixing KRS-One with Edith Piaf.

Some of my friends do this blog shit with ease. Since my last entry my cock has stopped hurting and I have found a girl I am actually allergic to. Well her bed at least. 'Homba' is coming along great I am really pleased with it although I want some more electro stuff going on in there. I know we're a 'down' band but I P-Diddn't want it to be this 'down'. We'll see. We're writing some gorgeous interludes so maybe that'll break it up. What do I know?...A lot actually.
One person is doing my nut. Fuck off. Realistically you should know who you are. Special love mentions this time go to Luke, Stephen and Marianne.

Long time. Left side of penis hurts. For no reason. Its been like it all day. It looks ok. Maybe I slept on it funny. Eleven hours in bed last night. Laying on my cock. Probably. Got so drunk in the pub watching Arsenal beat Wolves that I forgot dinner and subsequently felt like shit so had to go to bed. Missed the Haye/Valuev fight. Was glad to wake up and find out Haye was the new heavyweight champion of the world. Then watched the fight anyway cos we'd recorded it. Had so many sporting events this weekend. England/Aussie - lost. Arsenal/Wolves - won. Haye/Valuev - won. Wales/All Blacks - lost. ManUtd/Chelsea - lost (won't lose sleep though).

Sarah Silverman is fucking hot. And she likes the word cunt. She reminds of Gloria that Tony Soprano was fucking in series 3. Think its the smile. Steve has sent me some great new songs he's been working on. I really want 'Glass Doors' on the Wild Dogs record. Can't wait to slap some slutty vocals on it. Think I'm in some form of love with someone somewhere. But she'll be even more far flung soon. Maybe I'll write about it for 'Glass Doors'.

Hope my cock is ok.