I love Dizzee Rascal. Why did I not buy this album before it came on sale?
What really irritates me about the music-y world is its attention span, its memory: there's the now, and there's the long-term memory of Sixties and Seventies and Eighties, but something from a year, two years back just seems to stop existing. Not even a whole year back - if you ain't heard it before it came out, man, you ain't heard it. I suppose that's natural when you've a load of critics who do get things long before they're released, and you've a load of p2p'ers who pick it up the moment it's leaked, but: hey! People like me, who buy stuff when they can: what about us? Bitch, moan, whine, sulk.

So, yesterday in IM with Creed I'm all 'oh, wait, have to get off the computer so I can sort out my piece'o'shit computer desk'. And then the fucker collapses on my foot. Oooow. (I'd taken the monitor off it, though, so no harm done.) Computer's now in my room, though, so no longer any reason to leeeave.

It's amazing how much manga there is in Germany: huge amount, and pretty damn random. RK I've found in Italy (where there is also Beserk. neat, oder?) and in France, NGE too, but DNAngel? Angel Sanctuary? Boys Next bastard Door? Gravifuckingtation? I fear. And I wish I'd found more than one tank of Doitsugo-Parakiss. O, it's so cute. O, I love Yazawa Ai. O, my German comprehension skills have not entirely atrophied, thank the lud.