I Don't Wanna Grow Up

Hey gang.

Firstly, I would like to thank Luciano Pavarotti for only taking 24 hours to die. I'm someone who watches the news, and it just doesn't do to hear that someone is seriously ill, because when someone is seriously ill what can the news say? They can say, "Jamie Theakston is seriously ill... um... that's it." Its only when they actually die that they can go into detail, and say, "Jamie Theakston has died today. Jamie was an entertainer who liked entertaining, going to the University of North London, supporting Brighton and Hove Albion FC and prostitution." But if they take ages to die, you're bored of them by the time you actually hear their obituary!

Speaking of which - WE'RE ALL STILL WAITING ARIEL SHARON! This isn't... Notdead...srael. No, its not, so why don't you get with the real world.

IN OTHER NEWS! Haribo, (as part of some sort of marketing campaign to make you think they are decent people), have started a campaign to petition the government to raise the Age of Majority to 30. I actually think thats a really good idea, who wouldn't want to legally be a child until they hit the big 3-oh!? Retards and dickminges, that's who!

In any case, i recommend y'all sign it at www.haribo.co.uk

Today, my blog title is mostly the name of a song by the Descendents, they're cool, you're not.

Advanced Boneitis!

About the time I got back from London, I started to notice a gross swelling on my elbow. My theory was that it was advanced boneitis, my dad's theory was that it was due a repetitive strain injury - of course, that's ridiculous, what kind of repetitive action could I possible be doing with my right arm! In any case, it got pretty painful, so I decided to see a medicineman.

And that's where I've been this morning, (and I mean morning, an 8.40am doctor's appointment is goram barbaric! I can tell why most of the world is dying of treatable diseases if doctor's expect people to be up that early!). The charlatan, the quack, the discotheque, said to me, he said, 'Tom, its probably an infected insect bite, here's a prescription for some pennicilin.' I don't know... sounds like witchcraft to me.

Also, today's blog title is another Futurama reference, one would almost think that I like that programme! THE WORLD IS FULL OF ABSURDITIES!

I was the cutest little black kid on TV, I made a jillion dollars that my parents stole from me, my life was over when I hit puberty...

Hey LTRFTWs, how's one and all? I have recently spent some time in and around London - the highlight of this time was almost certainly seeing Avenue Q, indeed, the light of this was so high, that I have no choice but to blog about it.

It was very good. The songs were plentiful and funniful. And although the characters go through bouts of alcoholism, homelessness and agrophobia, it still makes you feel all warm and fuzzy just like Sesame Street (of which Avenue Q is a loving parody) used to do.

I would recommend people to go see it, but recommending that people should go see a West End Musical is like recommeding they take part in a super-sonic rocket laser race on the moon - sure, it sounds cool, but its not really something you can just pop and do.

Not like board games. Those can be played whenever you want. So long as you have a friend to play with. And... also like, a board game.

I went to Roo's house earlier to play Scrabble, the word of the game was almost certainly, 'smeeeep'.