So You Don't Wanna Hear About My Good Day?

Well tough shitt, cause it was so fucking awesome that if you don't actually read this then your life will never reach it's full potential. Sucks to be you. Not you. Him, over there. You know who you are!

22nd April 2010 - KOKO, Camden, London, UK

We saw Amanda Fucking Palmer live!!!!!!! But that's still to come. Let's begin at the beginning. First we got into a car driven by a good man :) Then we got into London and walked round Camden Market which was insanely cool and had lots of pretty clothes and pictures of Jim Morrison which scary vender people tried to force upon us. So we walked quickly away with our heads down, and after lots of walking we lifted up our heads again and saw Bob Geldof :o He was on the phone and sounded mad so we left him be. We decided after seeing Geldof our Camden experience was complete and we joined the already forming queue of beautiful people for AMANDA! Whilst waiting patiently and laughing at passing bus adverts a lovely man with a pirates hat gave us small elephants because he was also a good man and because he had a pocket watch. Soon some scary looking fat men came out but they were probably also good men so we didn't worry and they put x's on our hands and let us go inside which is good because it was windy and cold. When we got inside we saw that there was a massive fucking miror ball of epic proportions attached to the ceiling. This is why KOKO is a good place.

I'm taking a new paragraph here because this is the super exciting bit!!!!! A band called Bitter ruin played first, and we had never heard them but they had beautiful voices and were lovely and good people. After them Amanda came out looking super sexy with little clothes and we were amazed and then Robots In Disguise played a little 4 song acoustic set and they were really funny and good and they made us happy even though all we could think about Dee was she's had Noel inside of her! We rose above this because we are mature. After Robots Melissa Auf Der Maur played a small acoustic set and we'd never heard her solo music before but it was good and she was awesome and I really liked her voice too and she sung in French which is always a bonus :) Oh did I mention that between Robots and Melissa Auf Der Maur we saw Amanda again getting slowly sexier as she got ready :P Then after Melissa Auf Der Maur we waited a little while and then Amanda came on stage! She opened with Sex Changes which was epic and every song she played was just amazing! We were completely transfixed by the amazingness of her skills and the beauty of her entire presence.

Then when she finished we stood in a long queue of people and it moved very slowly but that's ok because there was lots of happy people. At the end Amanda and Neil were sat looking really pretty and cool and they signed all our stuff and just looked amazing. Amanda's make up was like a work of art it was just insane.
It was a completely WOW night for all the time she was on stage. Every song was brilliant and full of real genuine energy and it was a perfect night. Right at the end when we were honouring the great Malcolm McLaren she stage dived and we also may have perhaps groped AmandaFuckingPalmer, which was a highlight to our day :)It was so much better than we could ever have imagined an Amanda Palmer gig to be and we've imagined being at an Amanda Palmer gig lots.

Basically in conclusion WE FUCKING LOVE THAT WOMAN. She's so cool!!!!!
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(Don't forget how jealous you are :P)

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!

EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!

I'm. So. Excited!

:D

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Dear Tall People At Gigs.

Stand at the fucking back alright! I understand I am very short, but so are a lot of other people in the world, and I just think it would be a lot nicer of you to let us shorter people see something at a gig for once. When you're in front of us, don't constantly stand on the spot and thrust, you end up thrusting us, it's not too nice, don't lean over to sing to your friend, leave her alone, she's watching the band play, not interested in you. When you're behind us, don't stand so close that we can feel your breathing in our hair, it's fucking disgusting alright! I understand gigs are intimate spaces, but there's still enough room for you to not be breathing on my face thanks. Also, don't take pictures above our heads, not only pointing out how short we are in comparison to you, but also, if you can't stop the camera hitting my head, just don't put it there, I'd like to leave the gig not concussed cheers.

Dear Drunk People At Gigs,

Okay, you're fun for a while, but after that stop. Also, don't wave around a poster in your hand so it hits everyone in the near vicinity. You're a dick.

Love and kisses

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'Pure love and outstanding courage'

I love Harry Potter, it's wonderful. The children can't act, and it's all a bit cheesy, but who ever said that's a bad thing ;D

I don't really have much more to add, I just thought I'd share the wonderful phrase that I used for the title with you :)

On another note, Doctor Who! <3 I really do love Matt Smith. I'm still undecided about Amy Pond, there was no build up of their relationship, and it seems like she's best friends ever with him, when really she's hardly known him at all, it just seems like they've missed out a chunk of relationship build up.

We also decided the Daleks are obviously taking a note out of the Power Ranger's book, it could be a spin off series - 'Dalek Rangers' I'm onto a win here, I can tell ;) I'm gonna submit it to Moffat :P

Love love
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I Want

Freddie from skins in my bed. And I want it now. He's very pretty =)

Also Rich Fulcher in Skins, blows my fucking mind! It's almost like he's acting or something :o

All I've done since I woke up is watch Skins :$ I should probably get a life :P

Anyway Freddie from Skins jesus that's a pretty boy. So much prettier than Tony. And he skates. Yeahh. Plus he's called Luke, and there is no one unattractive called Luke :)
LOVE! (L)
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Cake Or Death?!

Is a predicament faced by many people in life. I personally have faced it seven and a half times! A lot of cake...Or Death!

Once a badger named Isaac was making a cake for his close family and friends. It was going to be a cake of epic proportion, filled with fairy dust and barbie's shoes. He quickly remembered he didn't know how to make a cake and set off to consult Winston, a wise peacock who ran the apothecary on the corner. Winston was often consulted on matters of such importance.

Isaac knocked on the door four times as this was the special knock for Winston and all cake related problems. Winston flew to the door in immense joy, as Winston enjoyed visitors. Isaac told Winston all about his cake idea and after some persuasion in the form of midget gems and interpretive dance Winston agreed to help. They rushed back to Isaac's home skipping and singing Queen songs loudly.

Winston thought it a better idea to swap Isaac's preferred barbie shoes, with pieces of lego, as he knew from previous experiences that this added a much nicer texture to the piece. They worked all day, every day for 3 and a half years to get the cake perfect, and finally, whilst on the verge of giving up, they had a break through...Maybe, if they put it in the oven, it might cook! Now, the oven hadn't been used for 3 and a half years at this point, so was slightly rusty, but soon got itself going again, and proceeded to bake the cake to perfection; light and fluffy, and golden on top.

Icing was next on the agenda. They put lots of icing sugar in a bowl and mixed it all together, making a big mess, but that was part of the fun of cooking. They then decorated it with more than a thousand hundred and thousands and chocolate buttons, which kept sliding off, but that was fine, because it was going to be eaten anyway. Isaac's family and friends all came round for afternoon tea, and had the wonderful cake and laughed about how it had taken 3 and a half years, but how it was all worth it because it made them very very happy like when people touch them in their special place. They gave the left over cake to passing wallabies, and everyone was happy for ever.

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Dear Mr Russell Howard

I am writing to ask you to please be in my pants.
Yours Sincerely(or love and kisses, if that's too formal)
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Regina said...

Love is a dangerous pastime
Caught between madness and gladness of flight
Nothing is wrong and nothing is right
Falling asleep in your arms every night

But Love's such a strange situation
Full of frustration and anger and fear
Everything's tears
Nobody hears
Nobody's here, and nobody hears...

I want to sing to you my love
My only love and happiness
Don't be so blue so blue my love
Take off your shoes take off my dress
I want to sing to you my love
My only love and happiness
Don't be so blue so blue my love
This too shall pass, this too shall pass...

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