'How many times do I have to learn? All the love I have is in my mind?'

Ah, the Pigeon Detectives are giving me a headache with their songs of picking up girls like they're from the unwanted, used and broken PS2 games section in GAME. I for one pity those games, they look so sad. Am loving the Mitchell and Webb sketches at the moment, getting me even more hyped about the long awaited return of Peep Show, why can't it be everyday? A Peep Show soap opera would be fucking ace. I'm not going to post loads of my favourite sketches on here, otherwise I might as well just become Youtube, but if you're feeling miserable check out any sketches concerning 'The Event', 'Walk off a cliff' and 'Big Talk'.

I've recently been inspired by...myself...And have acquired a whole wealth of novel ideas, annoyingly I need to finish my current book (3 chapters and counting) which I was supposed to accomplish over the summer, what the hell was I doing for 11 weeks? NOTHING!! And I still haven't finished the thing, I blame the internet. Though I do love the intenert, what was life like before the internet? Thank God I was born in the 90's and not the 70's, I would be so bored I'd probably be into Dungeons and Dragons and bloody stamp collecting. Sorry, I just don't see the appeal of stamp collecting,
'Look everyone I've got a second class stap from Namiba!'
'Great and what can you do with that...?'
'Err...I can look at it?'
'So, nothing?'
'Yes.'

I don't care if this rant loses all my loyal disciples, this is my blog, I can say what I like. I don't understand emos. Why millions of us have to dye our hair black and listen to Paramore to make ourselves more interesting bewilders me. That's all it is though, 'GRRR...Look at me with my black hair and my black clothes and my fucking pierced FACE! I'm so damn depressed, LOOK AT ME!' It's a mindless attention seeking ploy, people have to join this friendly goth spin off cult to give themselves a new dimension, to appear deep and troubled. Don't get me wrong though, I'm not a huge fan of emos (which by now I hope has been made clear) but they're mostly pleasant people who have always been somewhat courteous to me, I'm not against their existence or want to drive them all into concentration camps. Although, any reading this will probably make it their job to beat me into a dwarf like stature, I'd like to stress I just don't get them, not hate them. But this isn't surprising, I have a monotone dreary southern accent, I wear neatly ironed shirts, watch cricket, can relate to Mark Corrigan, write novels and think toffs are awesome....I know, it's any wonder why I'm single.

I think for the coming week I'm going to make a concerted effort to be nice to everyone. There are times where I'll be making a joke about someone or something and then overstep the line, one minute someone will be laughing at what I'm saying then I go a little too far and it's actually quite evil, I also yelled at someone last week who was just being friendly to me, I do rather feel bad about that. I can be nice to people and do genuinely care about SOME, it's just...Not in my nature?

ENOUGH ABOUT HOW I'M GOING TO REDEVELOP MY ATTITUDE TO PEOPLE AND GOVERNMENTS FOR ONE RECOGNISED WEEK, LETS TALK ABOUT FRIDAY 18TH SEPTEMBER. OR RATHER LETS WATCH A NICELY EDITED CHANNEL 4 PROMO CONCERNING FRIDAY 18TH SEPTEMBER 2009.

Tom,
P.S: Don't watch United 93, it's like the film antidepressants run away screaming from.
P.S.S: Title lyrics are from Lucky Man - The Verve.