am in swinging london, about to depart for art brut. pete doherty of babyshambles fell on my head last night (actually, he jumped from a riser 10 feet up, but he still landed *directly* on my head, followed by 20 other people), I've survived but my glasses have not. bristol tomorrow (will update)...

yay team willow & rancho relaxo for making me wish I had roommates (& making my life seem even less exciting than it is, although I suppose I don't need any help with that)... I'm having my hair cut tomorrow which promises to be the highlight (or disaster) of the week, & am now off to mom's to resume work on the scarf that never ends ...

If you haven't yet heard the whir of the private helicopter over head, yes W is in Halifax today & my place of work is apparently close to, if not within, the somewhat ridiculous security perimeter ... will report later how it goes & whether or not I'm hauled away for "suspicious dress" ...
& just because I don't have time to put this anywhere else, some fun music for today: bloc party lp