The matter of the subject is as follows

I try not to really think about anything.
So I just listen to lots of Beck, watch some Pretty Little Liars and post obscene amounts of thom on tumblr. It really is the best way.

I'm kind of reading the first of the discworld books, that being 'The Colour of Magic'. I mean I knew that it was going to be weird and wonderful.. But seriously? It is just so completely obscure and random. Trying to make any sense out of it is near impossible. I think the best thing would be to get ridiculously high of a spliff or two and THEN try and read it. No doubt it would make much more sense then.

I'm finding it near impossible to pick up the guitar and write. That's another thing. I've lost interest in it (at the moment). I'm finding it so difficult to focus my ideas and inspiration into four minutes of acoustic poetry. AH! It's so frustrating.

What else is? The fact that I am who I am, and you are who you are. And of all the people in the world, I will never betray you... Oh no wait, that's just a quote from Luther.. Focus on real things Rachel. But Luther IS real, Rachel! That was almost definitely a man with a camera phone taking pictures of the living room when The Apprentice was on. And in Wickford, that man in the scarf and sunglasses was almost definitely going to enter the car and molest you after he turned round in his tracks and approached you had you not been wise enough to run away.

Wow. I am so paranoid. I'm constantly analysing every inch and second of everything because I'm almost certain that something cynical and disturbing lies in the shadows, awaiting an opportunity to pounce as soon as I blinker just for one second.

How does American TV work?

I can't wait to meet Eileen on Saturday and I cannot wait to hopefully meet Lucy on the 20th with Georgia (possibly) and then hopefully I'll see Laura soon. I love my tumblr thomblrs. No one understands their importance. Oh and then there's seeing Harry Potter and going to Nando's with all of the dance girls on Sunday. I haven't seen them in so long. I saw Lottie on induction day would you believe! And I saw Amerz at the.. funeral. So it'll be nice to see them all under more sociable circumstances. Happy happy happy

I'm happy, hope you're happy too.
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BECK AND THOM YORKE COVERING A VELVET UNDERGROUD SONG

JUST OH MY FUCKING GIDDY AUNT

IT DOESN'T GET ANY BETTER

oh, i never knew that beck's mother used to be a backing dance for the velvet underground, WoW.

i'm so scared

i'm really apprehensive as to whether i'm going to get the limited edition radiohead single on saturday or not.

i reckon i'm going to have to get a ridiculous o'clock train to be within a chance. the newspaper thing was different because they had hundreds of them and it was at a monday lunch time. this however is an extremely limited edition single which rough trade will probably only stock around 5 of, plus it's radiohead which automatically equals crazy fans, plus it's a saturday which means there'll be more people like me going down there, plus it's record store day so it'll be hectic whether radiohead were releasing a new single or not.

gah, i'm so nervous. i really want it. but hey ho, if all else fails i'll just have to make do with hail to the thief or something. ooooooo i wonder if they have posters?

erm so yeah, also over the last few weeks i've become more and more confident in the music that surrounded the decade of my birth - we are of course talking about the 90s. you know, once you get past scooter and the spice girls, there's actually quite a lot of amazing stuff there. unlike a decade such as the 60's though it's not as blatant and in your face, you have to look beyond the stereotypes a wee bit more.

basically, beck & bjork have taking over the airwaves in my room. (radiohead don't count because they're just quite simply, the air).