For GOD'S SAKE!
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apollaOK, so when I was in the sixth form, when we had to get meningitis vaccinations at school I went in only for that purpose. I went then to the shops, where I went into Our Price and purchased Come By Me by Harry Connick, Jr. It was the start for me, of a deep and abiding love of this dude's music. It was this album that sent me to the Royal Albert Hall some months later to see him live.
At some point in my life since then, this particular album was lost to me. I have been looking for it for months. Literally fucking months. Today I went to my brother's room to ask if he'd help me solve the situation with the internet in my room (it's stopped working. Money well spent). While waiting to see if he was even fucking listening to me, I happened to gaze upon his CD racks. Kid A by Radiohead, a bunch of hip-hop and nu-metal bollocks. And Come By Me by Harry Connick Jr.
He swears I lent it to him. I swear otherwise. Even so, we've just had our house re-done. He's just had to sort those cd racks out, right? He fucking steals my CD and then doesn't even think to return it when he sorts his CDs out? He doesn't think "hmm, perhaps I should return this to Clare?" Course he fucking doesn't, the selfish little fuckwit bastard.
And instead of helping me try to resolve my internet issues, the bastard's gone to the pub.
This is also the fucker who, when I put on Led Zeppelin II on vinyl on the stereo downstairs while making lunch immediately went and plugged his iPod into it, overriding my music. He didn't even stop the record and just shouted at me when I politely requested he STOP HIS FUCKING MUSIC.
And he's started listening to The Smiths. I quite like them and I have respect for Moz. BUT I DON'T WANT TO HEAR THEM SO LOUD I DON'T NEED TO EVEN OPEN MY BEDROOM DOOR!
He is a sociopathic, selfish, lazy, mean, nasty little bastard and next time something like this happens, I'll swing for him.
I'm SO going to get a screencap off my Porridge DVD and make a NAFF OFF! icon.
At some point in my life since then, this particular album was lost to me. I have been looking for it for months. Literally fucking months. Today I went to my brother's room to ask if he'd help me solve the situation with the internet in my room (it's stopped working. Money well spent). While waiting to see if he was even fucking listening to me, I happened to gaze upon his CD racks. Kid A by Radiohead, a bunch of hip-hop and nu-metal bollocks. And Come By Me by Harry Connick Jr.
He swears I lent it to him. I swear otherwise. Even so, we've just had our house re-done. He's just had to sort those cd racks out, right? He fucking steals my CD and then doesn't even think to return it when he sorts his CDs out? He doesn't think "hmm, perhaps I should return this to Clare?" Course he fucking doesn't, the selfish little fuckwit bastard.
And instead of helping me try to resolve my internet issues, the bastard's gone to the pub.
This is also the fucker who, when I put on Led Zeppelin II on vinyl on the stereo downstairs while making lunch immediately went and plugged his iPod into it, overriding my music. He didn't even stop the record and just shouted at me when I politely requested he STOP HIS FUCKING MUSIC.
And he's started listening to The Smiths. I quite like them and I have respect for Moz. BUT I DON'T WANT TO HEAR THEM SO LOUD I DON'T NEED TO EVEN OPEN MY BEDROOM DOOR!
He is a sociopathic, selfish, lazy, mean, nasty little bastard and next time something like this happens, I'll swing for him.
I'm SO going to get a screencap off my Porridge DVD and make a NAFF OFF! icon.
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Date: 2004-07-11 15:17 (UTC)