that naked shet? so tempted right now...
a warm bath, no matter how calm and relaxing, is a bad, bad idea on an exceptionally warm summer's night. the only thing stopping me from naked-blogging is the fact that the window is open, and i live on the ground floor, (almost) facing the main road. no need to flash Liverpool at 1:30am, i think.
i had a gluttonous weekend, which consisted of me eating lots and lots of food. Saturday night, Idzam & Lina came over for dinner. i cooked (yes, cooked - on and actual stove and everything!) chilli, Idzam brought a pie, and for dessert i made trifle (i was so Nigella Lawson this weekend), and Lina made some black rice pudding soup thing. after pigging out so much i spent most of today doing just about nothing, and this evening i went with Idzam & Lina (again) to see Madagascar, which i enjoyed. it was right funny, and after the few horrible days that have gone by, i sure needed a good laugh. after the movie, we had pizza for dinner. more eating. came back to my place, and ate left-over chilli while watching Big Brother.
yes, you read right - Big Brother. i am just a little bit embarassed to be so completely hooked on a reality show as silly as this, but i can't help it! it's a reality show, where the contestants don't have to do anything but just live with a group of people! it's basically what all the rest of us do everyday, and it's called co-existing with other human beings, and we don't get £100,000 if we manage not to kill everyone else (or ourselves) in the process. i do feel sorry for them, though, because i just can't imagine being in a place where everything i say and do is recorded, watched, analysed by and televised to the entire country. i was speaking to a German friend of mind a few weeks ago, who told me that this TV concept of Big Brother began in Germany, and apparently their Big Brother lasts for a year, instead of 20-odd weeks in the UK. a year. imagine being detached from family, friends, the world, for a Year. it'd be like Blast From The Past when they get out. speaking of which, the people in the Big Brother house currently don't even have a clue about what happened on Thursday. i don't know whether to be happy for them, or not.
anyway, to anyone who may be following the show, who do you reckon will win? my favourite housemate is Kemal, but i reckon Anthony stands a pretty high chance of winning.
oh, God, the shame, the shame. tomorrow, i'll write about serious stuff. like politics, and making poverty history. and stuff. 'cos i'm all into the intellectual. really. don't let the Big Brother thing fool ya. really.
i had a gluttonous weekend, which consisted of me eating lots and lots of food. Saturday night, Idzam & Lina came over for dinner. i cooked (yes, cooked - on and actual stove and everything!) chilli, Idzam brought a pie, and for dessert i made trifle (i was so Nigella Lawson this weekend), and Lina made some black rice pudding soup thing. after pigging out so much i spent most of today doing just about nothing, and this evening i went with Idzam & Lina (again) to see Madagascar, which i enjoyed. it was right funny, and after the few horrible days that have gone by, i sure needed a good laugh. after the movie, we had pizza for dinner. more eating. came back to my place, and ate left-over chilli while watching Big Brother.
yes, you read right - Big Brother. i am just a little bit embarassed to be so completely hooked on a reality show as silly as this, but i can't help it! it's a reality show, where the contestants don't have to do anything but just live with a group of people! it's basically what all the rest of us do everyday, and it's called co-existing with other human beings, and we don't get £100,000 if we manage not to kill everyone else (or ourselves) in the process. i do feel sorry for them, though, because i just can't imagine being in a place where everything i say and do is recorded, watched, analysed by and televised to the entire country. i was speaking to a German friend of mind a few weeks ago, who told me that this TV concept of Big Brother began in Germany, and apparently their Big Brother lasts for a year, instead of 20-odd weeks in the UK. a year. imagine being detached from family, friends, the world, for a Year. it'd be like Blast From The Past when they get out. speaking of which, the people in the Big Brother house currently don't even have a clue about what happened on Thursday. i don't know whether to be happy for them, or not.
anyway, to anyone who may be following the show, who do you reckon will win? my favourite housemate is Kemal, but i reckon Anthony stands a pretty high chance of winning.
oh, God, the shame, the shame. tomorrow, i'll write about serious stuff. like politics, and making poverty history. and stuff. 'cos i'm all into the intellectual. really. don't let the Big Brother thing fool ya. really.
posted by nu. at 2:04 am
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oh yea baby.. right on, that's D way I like it!
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