Listening to: Worried Shoes by Karen O. & the Kids
Yeah, man. HTML my friends. =D
(Although, just noticed that all the basic text formatting is in the toolbar anyway. How disapointing.)
AND - HEY DAVID!!
So, Tuesday. Probably should've waited until after college to write this. Y'know, until I've actually done something worthy with my life.
Though, I suppose I have news: Juliet Luft, sober till the new year!
Saving money and keeping me sane.
Although, haven't yet decided where my morals lie in this vow of alcoholic abstinence. Or in any case if there are any moral components to the decision. I think it's more - stop wasting £100 a week and stop getting off with randomers before people begin to hate on me.
C'est la vie.
Haha, love how when it autosaves the 'SAVE NOW' button flashes like the computer pressed it. =D
That'll be my favourite feature of Blogger.
Like how on iPlayer the volume goes up to eleven.
Oooh! I remember now.
The Russell Howard vs the Malards saga has thickened!
Recap for those not paying attention:
In 'Russell Howard's Good News' Howard made a joke about Malard Ducks and their fondness of gang rape, a joke I had heard before from the lips of one Stewart Lee.
David suggested that perhaps Stewart had given Russell the joke, and was perhaps a 'contributer' (read: 'writer') on the 'Good News' show.
I checked the credits and who should I find but Richard fucking Herring. Not only a phenominally shit comedian but once a memeber of the comedy duo: Lee & Herring, eg: Stewart Lee's EX-comedy partner!
SO! We see how a bitter Herring has seen the success of his ex-partner Stewart Lee and has begun feeding his lines to an ignorant Russell Howard. For shame.
Problem is, Stewart Lee also has his own show out (Stewart Lee's Comedy Vehicle). Although originally broadcast on BBC2 it has now made it's way onto Dave, and this show includes the aforementioned malard joke. Someone other than me is going to spot this discrepency, and who are they about to believe? little squishy Russell or Stewart Lee.
Dun dun DUUUN.
Annnyway. Cath's turn next.
Her Driving Licence is currently sat by my computer.
And apparently she has left her bag here too.
Dickhead.
Well, I'm off for marmite on toast and a cup of tea (black no sugar).
