I cried myself to sleep last night

Hurray!


After paying the rather exorbitant customs charge of 7 bucks on my import, I collected the latest porpoise from Sufjan Stevens x4 from the post office. Sounds great thus far....not hugely different in style from Michigan, but that's not a bad thing. Making me happy when all else is contriving to bog me down....need to make a mix tape.

This however, was not the best parcel I recieved in the last 7 days. As I previously mentioned I ordered a couple of CDs from some Belfast band, both arriving on a Wednesday of last week (perhaps the first Wednesday, or was it the second?). A rather sedate small envelope arrived with my Fast Emperors purchase, which I duly opened and out came a rather smart looking single sized CD. So far so good. As I opened the rather larger and puffier package (with extra H in my surname for comedy value) from those boyos at Panda Kopanda, out spilled not only a nicely packaged cardboard EP style CD but a hand written named note of thanks (extra kudos for asking for comments), several small flyers for the band, a copy of last months 'Vacuum' fanzine, a packet of jelly worms and some other sweets. The music wasn't bad either. I respect that kind of effort and they have found a special place in the musical valves of my heart. Who says gimmicks are a bad thing? More freebies I say.

Countdown to les examens: T-18 days. It'll be a'right.

I can walk into the sea and choke away the memories

So Helen's off to Italy to melt some glaciers and my flatmates are doing some well-deserved revelling in their first class degrees, leaving me to be bored working in the flat. Fair enough so, you might say, they've earned their holiday and I'm not going to disagree.

It's urology this week; not the most thrilling of topics, but not too boring either; very quiet in terms of hospital time, which is good given the proximity to the exams. Can't say I've been overly motivated yet, but I really will have to be from here on in. Lots of peripheral patient presenation (not quite an alliteration there) work to do before I can get stuck into the proverbial meat and potatoes of actually learning something. Ordered some CDs today from local Belfast bands Panda Kopanda and the previously mentioned Fast Emperors. Should be good. Anyhoo, that was the excitement of my day other than a nice polio immunisation, made my arm rather itchy for a while.
Right back to it. Thank you for granting me this time out. Chomp.

Song of the day - Walk into the sea - Low. From my favourite album of the year so far (or was it last year? ah well), 'The Great Destroyer'.

A sunny day in St Andrews. Yes this is an old picture, but a good 'un. The sun tonight reminds me of Regionals and Nationals in St Andrews last year....enter J Will centre stage for all his Southern drawl-pig loving-inbredness. 

Farewell old smokey

Hello.

After a brief trip back to Belfast over the weekend I have returned to finish my placement in Wishaw. All-in-all it's been pretty good, reasonably busy, fairly useful. This week has been spent with more textbook learning than any of the other weeks so far; not entirely my most favoured learning style, seems overly conducive to dozing off but nevertheless in these times of pre-exam tension it must done.

Thanks to Vic for the link to Asthmatic Kitty where you can get the new Sufjan Stevens album Chicago a full month before it's official release and for minimal expense (£5.77 per album...hence I have bought 4 copies to distribute unevenly).

Also a Happy belated birthday to my brother, Stephen, who has now reached the Grand Old Age of 21. At his gathering we watched the rather good Napoleon Dynamite, excellent at the start, wanes towards the end, but the characters are amusingly dead pan and any film featuring a llama has to be seen.

Back to Dundee tomorrow, so more frequent posting may resume dependent on level of work/actually having something interesting to write about (ok, so the latter hasn't stopped me thus far).

And finally, in a rip off from Ross' site (the mostly excellent Broken Sounds) here are some of the searches that lead to this site:

"caught kissing" - not sure where I even used the word 'kissing'...
"sumo pants" - ah the memories
"of male colon location" - in your abdomen
various "Nickleback" references - oh how I love this band (to be honest (which I'm not being, conversely), they dropped off my musical radar after that Spiderman song)
"pronunciation misunderstanding films" - I might search for this myself...

Signing off