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16 November 2009 @ 04:32 pm
The pod kicks off with Jon being let down, which runs as a bit of a theme until the wrong doer Mark Olver finally shows! Jon is then joined by the Edinburgh festival comedy award winner Tim Key who judges the good deeds with his bizarre key system, and many other things besides. Jon shares a very special interview with Fordy, something he 'found on the net'... Old friends of the show Doctor Helen and our fitness guru Carl join us to give Fordy some essential pre-marathon advice. Fordy reveals his wildlife tinged big interview this week, and finally Al Pitcher comes in from what seems like outer space to talk about the gallery and, well, take a listen...
 
 
16 November 2009 @ 04:30 pm
Tom Robinson serves up 12 more full tracks found whilst searching the far reaches of the internet. Amongst this week's haul are tunes by London’s The Grave Architects, Montreal’s Sunfields and an exclusive from Dimbleby & Capper.
 
 
15 November 2009 @ 08:07 pm
It's just as well I had a bath before watching Dr Who...
 
 
15 November 2009 @ 10:45 am
IBS  
Well its been about a yr since i first experienced IBS and posted to this site.
Its been a very interesting year. I'm only 20, therefore pretty un-common to have IBS!
Firstly did a colonscopy, in which they found nothing unusual. I then went to a natural path which did make a pretty big difference. Although there are many times in which my stomach will be sore. And therefore will have times in which i've have the bad "runs"! I don't mind having them, but what i hate is not having much time before i have to go! Therefore times where a toilet is far away is hell, as most of you all know!
This overtakes my life at many times, i just want this to go away! but now i know if its been here for a year, its not going to ever go away! and i know i have to deal with it! I just want to live a normal life! Recently i've just finished my 3rd year at university and recently been pretty lucky to score an internship with a international accounting firm over the summer. What scares me is working and having to go without a toliet-near!!
My stress levels defiantly hinder my condition, as if i was home and relaxed my stomach would probably be fine.
Does anyone have any tips on how to relax and just process thoughts and therefore not thinking about stomach??
I all feel everyones pain, IBS is no fun at all!!
 
 
I am feeling: anxious
 
 
I FINALLY OWN A PAIR OF JIMMY CHOOS.

They are made by H&M, but they are Jimmy Choos nonetheless. My mum went up to Regent Street at 5 this morning to queue for me, and I've got to send her the money on Monday, and I may have to live on instant noodles for the next ever.

These are they:




They are in London and I am not, mum is currently in the process of lugging them home from central London in the rain for me. She is very very lovely.

Right, suppose I'd better go do something vaguely productive with my day...

xxx
 
 
I am feeling: ecstatic
I can hear: I Like It Rough ~ Lady GaGa
 
 
14 November 2009 @ 05:18 pm
Here's a new, and interesting, article that talks about the sucsess of Top Gear, and how it all began with Clarkson and Wilman, two loud-mouthed boys at a boarding school...


Article:  )

Source: Guardian

There's also a photo slide show, here, with some photos I haven't seen before. (You have to click on the photos to see the rest)

x-posted

 
 
I am feeling: chipper
 
 
14 November 2009 @ 02:25 am
  • 12:26 lunch time! i'm starving. #
  • 12:26 i'm going to try my best to come on here in my lunch times at least. i miss being social online x( #
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13 November 2009 @ 12:35 pm
I don't know why people are buying me in the AMA stock game. I never ask any questions and my commenting is sporadic at best. I'm a very bad investment.
 
 
I can hear: Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - Chapter 24 - The Wandmaker
 
 
Handed my essay in yesterday morning, so that is all shiny. I mean, it's a dreadful essay and my tutorial is basically going to involve my tutor going "I told you you were being overambitious, you FAIL" and me going "well, yes. Yes, I fail", and then that sort of thing for about ten minutes, but it is at least done so I can just bugger about for the next couple of days.

I had an amazing lecture Tuesday afternoon, it was on oldschool ballads, which basically translates as FOLK SONGS. It was so random and lovely, because as we all know I listen to loads of folk music so I knew most of the songs he was referencing (like Long Lankin and Barbara Allan and so on) and then he broke out into Lucy Wan which is a song I love, and it was just... so weird, and so awesome. I was essentially dying of squee.

We decided over dinner the other night that there is absolutely nothing to prove that Hugh Jackman isn't living in one of our kitchen cupboards provided no one opens the cupboard and tells me otherwise. No, I don't really know how we got there either. Oli did peer around the door and inform me that yes, Hugh Jackman is in the cupboard and then I found this under my door yesterday morning. It made my day. I AM BEING HARRASSED FOR CAKE BY AN IMAGINARY HUGH JACKMAN WHO LIVES IN MY CUPBOARD! YAY!

I think York train station at midnight is one of my new favourite places )

Wednesday after my seminar (on The Others, which is a movie I really don't like and still don't like even though we had quite a laugh analysing it) I went back to bed for a couple of hours and then ended up sitting around in our kitchen with various people for TWELVE HOURS. I am so ashamed, so I decided to be more productive yesterday and walked into town for some exercise. I spent far too much money on DVDs (CSI:NY FTW) but it was nice anyway, even if I did get rained on quite a lot. Yesterday evening I got into a ridiculously tearful argument with my mother and it was horrible; I feel awful knowing I made her cry and she's all the way in London, but hopefully we can talk it through again today. ARGH.

The guys are out clubbing at the moment but Emily and I stayed in and watched Marie Antoinette which is very pretty but with hindsight it hasn't really made me feel much better. I'm in the process of tidying my room, which is a tip, and then I'm going to bed because I have a lecture to get up for. I want to be more productive in my life though, all I seem to do at the moment is sleep...

Love to all.
xxx
 
 
I am feeling: uncomfortable
I can hear: Early One Morning/Young Collins ~ Jim Moray
 
 
12 November 2009 @ 02:28 pm


I'm totally tempted to buy the albums.
 
 
12 November 2009 @ 02:25 am
  • 12:55 haven't been on twitter for ages! boo! x( #
  • 12:56 my latest news iiis... i'm nearing the end of goblet of fire. can't wait to read the next 2. can't read fast enough! #
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12 November 2009 @ 12:35 am
Three-month-old tobacco explodes when attempting to flick ash into the ashtray. Who knew?
 
 
11 November 2009 @ 10:08 pm

Testing a different app. Not sure which one I like best. I can't view my flist on this one =(

I can post pics though...

Randy Orton's ass as taken on Friday night lol.

Posted via LiveJournal.app.

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11 November 2009 @ 10:02 pm
Testing out an LJ app on my iPhone... Seems to be working okay! I can even read my flist through it which is pretty cool =D
 
 
11 November 2009 @ 09:38 pm
Three-month-old tobacco isn't as nice as it sounds.
 
 
11 November 2009 @ 04:23 pm


Amazing.
 
 
I am feeling: excited
I can hear: Mr Millsssssssss
 
 
10 November 2009 @ 10:00 pm
Mum bought a hedgehog today. A pet hedgehog. No really, a pet hedgehog. I texted her and asked why, and she said "Why not? He runs round in a wheel and plays with toys and everything." My face:

:|
 
 
I am feeling: thirsty
I can hear: stomp - steps
 
 
10 November 2009 @ 04:20 pm
Check out some Jon Icons From his appearance on Never mind The Buzzcocks under the cut

comments are <3
Please take and use. It makes me happy :)
 Find also The screenshots i used to make them and some extras - Feel free to use them to make your own icons as well :)

x You Do know Ladies bits go in?... )Like a virgin, touched for the very first time...dumped by my girlfriend, touched for the very last time... )</div></div></div></div></div></div>
 
 
Current Location: United Kingdom, Bexleyheath
I am feeling: creative
I can hear: Winds Of Change - Scorpions
 
 
10 November 2009 @ 02:46 pm


&THISMOTHERFUCKINGBAND;
 
 
I am feeling: pleased
 
 
Yes, I am procrastinating. Because I am trying to write an essay on The Yellow Wallpaper and The Turn of the Screw and I have long since forgotten what my point was and I suspect I didn't really have one in the first place and the whole thing is going to crumble if anyone looks at it too hard and it's only 1500 words so I'm not really developing my argument (if it actually exists) and the whole thing is really hopelessly messy and also just plain hopeless. *sigh*

I have very much had enough now.

We went out for Will's birthday on Saturday night (I slept in until 3, which was... stupid, but quite nice nonetheless) and his theme was black tie, so I got to wear the top hat and a nice dress and hang out with other people in formalwear, and we all know how I feel about formalwear so that was fun. Although we didn't eat until like 10 and then ate vast amounts of Chinese food, so after the meal us Freshers ended up getting a cab home while Will and his friends went off to do more drinking, because we are of course just that hardcore. Though we did go out clubbing Sunday night, despite the fact most of us have 9:15 lectures/seminars on Monday morning. I sobered up only about three hours before my seminar, which I am not overly proud of, though we did manage to talk a quite drunk Oli into letting us put mascara and glitter eyeshadow on him when we got back in. And from now on I am always going to go clubbing in my DMs because I feel so safe; I can't stumble over my own feet in Doc Martens or anything, they go walking in a straight line and I follow.

I spent most of yesterday doing this stupid essay, although I did have an afternoon nap when I lost the ability to type from exhaustion, and then we all got a taxi over to the massive Asda, which was far too exciting and now I have a cupboard full of tins of things that I don't particularly need and that I can't open because I don't have a can opener (*organised*).

I have bruised the palms of both my hands at some point, which... ouch. I don't know how I managed it since I have at no point been drunk enough not to remember everything that happened and I haven't done anything that required smacking my hands against a hard surface. They just hurt. *sigh*

Right, I really need to go and finish this fucking essay so I can go out tonight, and also so I can stop sitting around wrestling with it (300 words to go!), and then I shall go endeavour to make me some lunch that doesn't involve potato waffles, which became a staple of my diet sometime when I wasn't looking.

Hope you are all well sweeties, lots of love.
xxx
 
 
I am feeling: aggravated
I can hear: Quelqu'un M'a Dit ~ Carla Bruni