9.1.07

Bleeuughh.

  • You know that advert? The one with the little slimy creature that goes bleugh? The Guiness one?

    Well it looks a bit like me. Today. One eye wouldn't open properly this morning cos it's got stuff in it. Like what cats get but not half as cute. Unglamorous or what?


  • Iv'e got this funny postman who for the past year or two has decided to knock on my door every few days - even though whatever letter or package he's clutching is neither registered delivery nor too big for the letter box - just to say hello and stare longingly at me. Possibly something to do with being half asleep one day and opening the door to him in a pink babydoll nightie.. Anyway, this morning he didn't hang around long I can tell ya.

    I have the flu. Or summit similar. I can walk today which is nice but still feel like death warmed up. I can't sleep at nights. I'm having horrid nightmares. I have got so used to it now I have started writing through the night so my days are all messed up.
  • Some interesting songs on the brew so there IS a bright side to all this!! ;-D

  • Yesterday's bashing on the door by three policefolk was a concrete reminder that my judgement of people is not always very successful. My hairdressing friend Christian says my Gaydar is awfully unbalanced, Jayne at Revolution says my people scanner is sh**e, anyway, I think they are most definitely right....
  • Being the good girl that I am I obviously wasn't carted off anywhere. However, it did bring me to the dangerous conclusion that by george, uniforms are soooo damn exciting. Worrying talk eh? Well, I am ill. My judgement may be again impaired..
  • GGGGGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!
  • There is SUCH AN ANNOYING BA****D ON THE RADIO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm half way through a game in which we were beating Liverpool by THREE F***ING goals to one and the twat B**** F****** W***** of a commenF*****gtator is just sitting there rambling on about how Liverpool are by far out playing us and blah de blah de blah de F****** blah and Arsenal are playing s*** and our best days are behind us and Freddie will leave and oooohhhhh wont it be awful and oh my good God I just cant stand it. Booooomph, we score the fourth! listen to him eat his words....... W***ER! OOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhh NNNNNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOO he doesn't he's still got more to say about us and AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
  • They are talking such utter crap! Today I just CANT stand it. It will be so fabulous if we thrash them just like last week. A sharp one in the eye for him and one other lying pathetic Liverpool fan that never lived there and never visits I can think of. (Not you Carrie if you read this!)
  • Right, seeing as I appear to have got myself in a horrid foul miserable mood I guess it's bed time for me. A swift brandy, a few tears and my Lovely bed it is. On a lighter note, I have written a kind of biography type thing for the delightful Taylor, who cheered me up no end on the weekend. If you fancy a read then please use this link. http://www.kiria.co.uk/taylor_files.htm Until the new website is up and running this one is slightly messed up I am afraid - thanks for the messages regarding problems, but shucks, it's a one woman team for now. Thank goodness I write better songs than I work computers. WWWWOOOOOOHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! AND it is five one to us. Blinding. Right well I'll wait til the end. For now my poor old bashed up diary, I bid you good night. You never know, I might wake up healthy again and leave the bed on the right side.

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London born and based singer, songwriter - misfit.