Uhhh yeah so Lost has been quite good so far though I have vague feelings in my gut that I may be starting to lose interest a bit. I dunno. Maybe they can get me back on-track with some more Giant Stone Foot action.
After the Summer dry spell we're back in Happy American Download Land and along with Lost I'm watching BSG, Studio 60 and Heroes. Also catching up in fits and starts on Veronica Mars and Deadwood. BSG continues to be maybe the best thing on telly, certainly the best thing with spaceships in. Studio 60 is fun but its world of supersmart dedicated moral people commited to creating quality art on television rings a little untrue given, well, anything I've ever read about actual people who work in television. I think Larry Sanders was a little closer to the mark there. But it's nice seeing Chandler in something again! Heroes is okay but it started out pretentious and seems to be heading towards farce. I dunno, there's nothing intrinsically wrong with daft scifi, Odyssey 5 was pretty loopy and that was ace. But it all feels a bit bland, it tries to seem a bit dark and moody but it's about as edgy as Smallville (which in fact it seems to share the producers for).
Anyway I bet what telly I watch is a deeply fascinating subject so I'll shut up about it now.
Obviously it's been a long time since I made a proper post on here, I guess I've just felt a bit deflated over the last few months and not really inspired to write anything about my life. Yeah yeah yeah, boo hoo etc. I guess the biggest letdown was my birthday party not happening, they've been a highlight of my year for me for a while now so while canceling it felt like the right thing to do at the time it left me feeling fairly emo. OH WELLZ. No point dwelling on the reasons and responses and stuff. Since then of course I've been up to Preston a few more times, popping up for the next three of Glenn's Indietron nights. At the latest one this weekend gone I did a guest DJ thing, it was pretty cool though the decks (official DJ term) wouldn't play half my songs and I got all stressed out and it wasn't much fun :( But the rest of the evening was good, and I also had The Funs on Saturday at Christian's 1996-themed birthday party where I pwned almost all contenders at SingStar. I obviously have a future in show business. On Sunday we went to see Borat which was WELL FUNNY though I don't really like telling people something is really funny because then they go with inflated expectations and end up liking it less. But it was really funny.
Yesterday I headed back in the evening and had an almost drama-free journey until I got to Oxford and then had to wait 90 minutes for the train to Charlbury because someone had jumped in front of it. Jesus, this must be like the fourth train I've been on in as many months that someone's decided was a more effective method than a fiver's worth of paracetomol. I hate it because I get super pissed off, I hate waiting for stuff, but then I feel guilty that I'm pissed off about being bored while meanwhile someone's actually dead. So then I feel selfish and bored. Feh.
Speaking of music and transport woes (and I totally was, just check out the previous paragraphs!), one of the highlights of an otherwise doldrumtastic Summer was Glenn taking me to the V Festival, that was pretty cool. I've never been to a big weekend camping thing before, I was always either too skint or there weren't enough bands on I liked. Most of the headliners at V weren't really my thing but there were quite a few cool bands on, the highlight for me though was definitely The Grates. Beforehand I liked the album, after seeing them live though I am actually in love their singer Patience. It's official. In other festival news I'm really tempted to go to next year's All Tomorrow's Parties, it looks mopetastic.
Aside from trips to Preston and music festivals I've basically just been sitting around Charlbury staring at a monitor in the evenings and then going to work to stare at a monitor during the day. Work is okay though the hours became a bit erratic over September and October, so I'm not even managing to save any money yet for my planned escape out of my parent's house at some point in the hopefully-not-too-distant future. Boo! Not that I imagine life in Oxford itself would instantly become some swirl of adventure and romance, but I do feel guilty about freeloading off my family so far.
Anyway that's about it for now I guess. Maybe I'll try to keep this a bit more up to date again. Not sure. In the meantime here's my mp3 for the day, it's from the forthcoming Apples In Stereo album and is so rockin' I played it in my ill-fated Indietron set
Apples In Stereo - Skyway