Bought the new Garbage album. It hasn’t grabbed me in the same way that 2.0 and Beautiful Garbage did, but nor did their first album when I first heard it, and I love it now, so I suspect this one’ll be a grower.
There’s something wrong with me. I’m really enjoying using a treadmill again.
I wish this sore throat would fuck off. It’s been about two weeks now, and really, it’s just not funny any more.
Am contemplating Slimelight at the weekend. Can I get a show of hands from anyone planning on going, as a decision making aid?
Caught an episode of CSI: New York for the first time at the weekend. It was OK, but I worry about the way they seem to be diluting the franchise like motherfuckers. Also, surely the point of watching CSI is to watch Grissom do his Holmes-With-A-Heart routine? (Also Jorja Fox…)
OK, perhaps worry is a little strong. I mean, it’s not keep me up nights, or anything.
OK, wittering now. Time for bed. And CSI.