Chasing chimeras

I just found the Easter Egg on the season three Mighty Boosh DVD of Bollo auditioning to be the Cadbury's gorilla. Adorable. Oh Bollo, I do so love you.

Tonight Ali and I went over to Cath and Jen's place (Ness there too- THE LFOD REUNITED!) for a desert night which meant, oh lord, so much sweet om noms we all thought we'd explode. Cath also made something wobbling and pink and penis-like once she'd given it mint ice-cream testicles. She is filthy.

Unrelated to Boosh (I promise): I really want another tattoo. So very much. I've been having plans and sketches and the like. (I'm thinking a giant Noel Fielding chestpiece in metallic blue and gold, what do you think? It'd be the mirrorball suit. Very classy and subtle. I'll use my nipples for the eyes.)

My computer is going sooo slowly. A combo of all the virus' that are sure to be on it and the fact that I can't stop downloading music. Speaking of music, someone told me today that they played Lacuna Coil on the music channel. Ha! See, it can play good music! That whole night of sitting there with Raen and Tim and wishing for something good 'like Nightwish or HIM or Lacuna Coil' wasn't all in vain! Even if I didn't see it. Meh. Doesn't matter. It exists on C4 and that is all that matters.

I feel rather good today. I like this feeling. Spent most of the day hanging out with Sass in the smoker's cafe which is always a nice way to kill time. I was saying that I should just take up some classes with the amount of time I spend at the uni. Man, I'd love to. Some courses sound wicked interesting but there's that whole familiar cash problem. Ah well. I'll just have to tag along to the interesting lectures of other people.

The plans for tomorrow are pretty much the same as today: smoker’s café day. I might take my writing book and see if I can get some shit written. I’m not writing much recently (still) and it’s bugging me quite a bit. I used to write all the time: what happened there? And then in the evening I’ve got an appointment near uni so I might drop in on certain people who live on that side of town. Shall I warn them? Of course not. I’m predictably unpredictable.

There was something I was going to write here. Really, there was. I don’t remember now. I’m just killing time here anyway.

I’m getting my tattoo done around my birthday. So…three weeks-ish? To this I squee. Gotta finish getting it all designed up. I’ll bug Sena about that tonight/tomorrow I suppose. *glee*

This day really has been on an impressive upward streak.