Nobody Told Me There'd Be Days' Like These...

Hey Blogger! How the fuck are you?

You know you're a Beatles obsessive when your Mother mentions 'Karma' one Tuesday morning, and you have John Lennon's Instant Karma stuck in your head for the rest of the day....INSTANT KARMA GONNA' GET YOU, GONNA' KNOCK YOU RIGHT IN THE FACE.


Yoko Ono - Wtf.

Cheers for the iPod, Chloe! For months now, I've been running a musical deficit reduction plan as a musical George Osborne. My nano ran out of memory, so I was forced to make savage, unruly cuts, protecting as many front line services as I could (bands I actually like), even they felt the pinch though, Oasis lost half their catalogue....Those days are now thankfully over! And I've walked away with 80GB and a new found respect for economists and the Treasury sector. I'm a very lonely child.

You may or may not have noticed adverts placed haphazardly around my blog. If you click them, I earn money! So click them, I'll buy you something. I won't, but you know, why not help out a friend, or if you're one of those down as a disciple and don't actually know me, why not be charitable, do something kind for a complete stranger... (ME). Click them. Click them hard.

12-BLOODY-PENCE...YEEAAAHHHH.

JEESSSUS...That was frightening. I, my mind, my laptop, forgot that I had held down on the scroll wheel. Windows flying up and down - it was like wrestling a bull.

KT Tunstall is good, listen to her. ARTISTS I LIKE WHO WEREN'T EVEN ALIVE IN THE 60S? God damn it, yes. So, on an unrelated note, some of you might be aware, some of you may not (grammatical parallelism there - REVISION WIN), I was on national radio the other day. The Iain Lee Show, as I mentioned in my last post, has callers throughout the night of various mentalities, I was dared to phone up as Paul McCartney. It was fucking terrifying. Firstly, I'm not going to link it anywhere, go find the audio file yourself if you can be that fucked. My impression sounds way more un-Macca like over the phone, but still, I did it, got a few laughs and was told to 'call again.' Mental or what?

Ah, I love this. God knows where Louis found it. SO VERY HYPED FOR BERLIN.

Tim William.

P.S: LOOK! DON'T YOU JUST LOVE PRIDE AND PREJUDICE?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, SHUT UP.

Haven't posted for a while!... But blog holidays are over!
ENOUGH SENTIMENTAL FUCKING BULLSHIT.

I got bored of blogging, now I'm back, because I'm jaded, bored, fed up, e-t-c. I started blogging (why doesn't Google Chrome recognise that as a word? Google power blogger) in the autumn of 2008, I'm allowed to make dramatic 'THE END' posts, only to allow myself to become a ridiculous hypocrit. This is not the end! This is but the beginning! No, it's just the middle, in all honesty.

Most of my blog posts are going to come in the form of linked videos or images, more tumblr style - anyone got that? - rather than blogger. Writing words about things I like is more time consuming than just showing you things I like. THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT, RIGHT?

Almost everything in my head is telling me that this man cannot sing a note, he sounds like he has a cold and is in need of vats upon barrels of lemsip. So, why am I addicted to this song? I find his lack of tune weirdly hypnotising, that and his weird, creepy, look-at-my-round-glasses-like-my-Dad-used-to-wear face....Maybe I'm just a lunatic. Possibilities.


Am I going to get his album? Tempted, maybe if I see it really cheap somewhere, sorry, Sean, 'really cheap' is all you get at present.


GEORGE HARRISON'S HAIR LOOKS LIKE MINE.

Alright, fine, he's significantly more attractive. That hair is still fucking similar. This probably means I'm George Harrison reincarnate...*picks up guitar - fails to play*...Equally, perhaps not.


Oh, Iain Lee, please return from your Christmas break. I'm having to listen to LBC in the void you have left in the world that is British talk radio. LBC FOR FUCKS SAKE. They don't even read out my texts. Followers to my blog may be unaware that Iain Lee has read my name out TWICE before, one was in an email to the Lost Initiative podcast, another was on air...

'People are actually texting in with Richard Starkey anagrams, Tom Williams has come up with Sidekick Harry and Ashtray Derrick, ha, that's brilliant.' I remember Richard Starkey anagrams and not information which will enable me to pass exams? Well, that's a disappointing realisation.




NEED ALAN PARTRIDGE DVDS.


Fucking hell am I a weird child.

MUCH LOVE

Tim William.

There's still life.

P.S. There actually is.