…rare find, these days.

I woke up real late today - around midday - when I could feel my face melting into the pillow from the heat and kid across the road turned up his stereo. I had dreamt the night before of waking up loosely draped in sheets with a nice cool breeze drifting through the window but the art of sleeping in remains elusive and I always wake up feeling groggy and pathetic. If there were a deity up there, she would be shaking her omniscient head at the way I waste the precious moments of my mortal life. My course of action, therefore, was to watch DVDs all day, stopping only to play drums along to a Doors album.

Morgan’s hernia operation was a success, and he is now walking around as per normal. He’s not going to be getting any action for a while (in fact, that was probably what gave him the hernia) but he will be able to play some bass again next week. We will then be able to mourn Johnny Ramone’s passing by belting out ‘Blitzkrieg Bop’ as fast and as loud as we can. -Funny thing: I was enjoying the Ramones mix tape in the car today, but then Kate Bush’s ‘Wutherhing Heights’ came on. I never realised it before, but this is probably the coolest song ever to have on the stereo while cruising around in the car. It’s just so fucking inappropriate.

Heeeethchilffe!!
It’s me Cathee
I’ve come ho-o-ome…

*swoons*