A Day In The Life

Went into town today to take my Tommy DVD back (wasn't working) which was done with ease. Bought MOJO for Cadey and posted it to her.

Then went into The Cork cos I knew Emily would be working and I wanted to see she'd got all her stuff sorted out after having her bag nicked when we were in Wetherspoons on Chalk Farm Road.

Still somewhat buzzing after last night. I realised that the two bands I saw were the first new bands I have ever seen live.

New Tommy DVD won't work either. Apparently something to do with a TV Out port and copy protection. Have installed something called DVDIdle but it still won't let me watch it on WinDVD. BASTARDS. Managed to get one screencap of Roger Daltrey before the WinDVD I installed bollocksed up. Removed it and went back to the version I like but it won't work. Have given up for now.

I'm sorry, but I spent GOOD MONEY on this DVD and I'm not being allowed to watch it because CERTAIN people in CERTAIN conglomerates are scared of losing some of their profit margins through DVD copying. It's not like they don't make trillions a year anyway. COME ON, I paid GOOD MONEY in GOOD FAITH for something THEY don't trust me to use. FUCK THEM. I've always felt vaguely guilty about downloading films even if I've paid to see them at the cinema, but NO MORE. These greedy bastards are really going to turn a lot of otherwise honest people to pirate copies of things. I've never stolen a thing in my life, man, and I don't want to have to start now.

Still on a bit of a rock high from yesterday though.

A Day In The Life

Went into town today to take my Tommy DVD back (wasn't working) which was done with ease. Bought MOJO for Cadey and posted it to her.

Then went into The Cork cos I knew Emily would be working and I wanted to see she'd got all her stuff sorted out after having her bag nicked when we were in Wetherspoons on Chalk Farm Road.

Still somewhat buzzing after last night. I realised that the two bands I saw were the first new bands I have ever seen live.

New Tommy DVD won't work either. Apparently something to do with a TV Out port and copy protection. Have installed something called DVDIdle but it still won't let me watch it on WinDVD. BASTARDS. Managed to get one screencap of Roger Daltrey before the WinDVD I installed bollocksed up. Removed it and went back to the version I like but it won't work. Have given up for now.

I'm sorry, but I spent GOOD MONEY on this DVD and I'm not being allowed to watch it because CERTAIN people in CERTAIN conglomerates are scared of losing some of their profit margins through DVD copying. It's not like they don't make trillions a year anyway. COME ON, I paid GOOD MONEY in GOOD FAITH for something THEY don't trust me to use. FUCK THEM. I've always felt vaguely guilty about downloading films even if I've paid to see them at the cinema, but NO MORE. These greedy bastards are really going to turn a lot of otherwise honest people to pirate copies of things. I've never stolen a thing in my life, man, and I don't want to have to start now.

Still on a bit of a rock high from yesterday though.

Notes to Self

Remember the medicine Voltarol. It makes you feel fucking awful and if a doctor should ever try to force it on you ever again, tell them HELL NO.

Don't wear Percy-tight jeans and walk all the way to and from town- you will pull muscles and end up in fucking agony. Between your stomach and your leg, you might as well be 95 years old right now.

Never ever, ever read the end of Phil Lynott: The Rocker while listening to him sing 'Still In Love With You'. In fact, I should probably just not read it.

Actually, don't ever read it again. Don't listen to him ever the fuck again. Go back to that gloriously beautiful time when Philip and his band were just one of the many bands of the 70s floating around the edges of your consciousness. Treat the world as if he doesn't exist, as if Thin Lizzy doesn't exist. Stop listening to them.

In fact, I think it's best to limit one's listening to Pat Boone and Perry Como, just to be safe.

Notes to Self

Remember the medicine Voltarol. It makes you feel fucking awful and if a doctor should ever try to force it on you ever again, tell them HELL NO.

Don't wear Percy-tight jeans and walk all the way to and from town- you will pull muscles and end up in fucking agony. Between your stomach and your leg, you might as well be 95 years old right now.

Never ever, ever read the end of Phil Lynott: The Rocker while listening to him sing 'Still In Love With You'. In fact, I should probably just not read it.

Actually, don't ever read it again. Don't listen to him ever the fuck again. Go back to that gloriously beautiful time when Philip and his band were just one of the many bands of the 70s floating around the edges of your consciousness. Treat the world as if he doesn't exist, as if Thin Lizzy doesn't exist. Stop listening to them.

In fact, I think it's best to limit one's listening to Pat Boone and Perry Como, just to be safe.