Saturday, January 04, 2003
Pippa and me went to see City of God last night, which was pretty fucked up. Especially the chicken slaughter. Then we tried to resist the urge to get drunk, and took terrible photos of each other to put up here. They actually turned out so bad I'm not gonna put them up :) We had yet another Gitaroo Man marathon this morning as well... it's so much fun. It could be the best game ever made. They even brought out a CD of the soundtrack! This woman really likes it.
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Thursday, January 02, 2003
Sigh. I feel so 15. ¶ 11:46 PM
Talk Hard. ¶ 11:46 PM
I wish I had a picture of myself when I was in my 'My So Called Life' phase... I don't know whether it should be considered a seperate thing to my 'Pump Up the Volume' phase, except that was more of a shared girlie thing. It actually took me 10 minutes to remember what Pump up the Volume was called even though I've seen it more times than it is possible to count. I feel like such a geek today! ¶ 11:43 PM
I have done no work. I am going to fail my third year I have done so little work... Instead, I have been to see the new Star Trek film, with Mike and his Punk Planet friend Daisy, who is lovely. She wouldn't let us take her picture because of internet weirdos or something, but instead I have a picture of my friend Laura from university! Not really very relevant, but still, here she is :)
She came over last night and we watched some My So Called Life. It's so weird because she didn't actually watch it for the first time when she was about Angela's age like I did, so it didn't completely shape her existence in quite the same way I think :) I'm such a tv geek sometimes :) I started to post to the Punk Planet message boards for a bit, but I sort of feel like it's Mike's thing and I shouldn't or something...
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Tuesday, December 31, 2002
Today Mary Ann, my dad's second wife
,who I've just started to be in contact with again, took me to this Hindu Temple near where she lives in North London.
It's really something! It's in the middle of surburban industrial estates, sort of looming up out of them. There are the most beautiful carvings and things...
Yet another example of how much bigger London is than any one person can possibly absorb.
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Monday, December 30, 2002
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New account of US torture of Afghan and Arab prisoners ¶ 1:00 PM
Well, tonight I had fun. I went to the Living Room in Brixton with a lot of people I went to school with. I spoke to Phil and Sean pretty much for the first time since we finished our A levels, which was really nice. We used to be so tight. I also spoke to some other people there who I really didn't know at all in school, but it seems a shame now...
Pippa and me are now planning a 'My So Called Life' marathon on new years day which Phil and Orley should hopefully be coming to, to complete the nostalgia trip.
It's actually really good to see how people have changed and things. I wish I'd remembered my camera now :) The Living Room is actually pretty cool, and it has the virtue of not being the Bug Bar as well. And yet it is in Brixton. I love how it's possible to go to a place for years and years, that has many many places to drink, and yet only ever go to two of them. Ever. The Bug Bar and the Dogstar. I have some really cool memories of nights there though :) Especially in the garden of the Bug Bar. Smoking joints in the kids' playground, on the swings! :) And getting in to the Bugbar underage by wearing really tall platforms under really big flares. Nothing is ever as much fun when it's legal :) ¶ 2:29 AM
Sunday, December 29, 2002
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Mike got another stupid message on his guestbook today. He doesn't want me to post a reply to it there so I'm going to say what I have to say here instead. Whoever it is who is posting those messages is a fucking idiot. I won't even bother coming to the defence of Mike or our friend the dalai dahmer from this shit, because it is obvious to anyone with a brain that the person posting comes off worse from this. ¶ 7:01 PM
Me and Mike went to Camden today. I feel a bit weird about Camden at the moment, and how it's changed recently. I went there for the first time in ages recently, and although lots is the same, it's just changed so much - it is still possible to buy the same hippie clothes, the same tie dye wall hangings from stalls that seem to have been there forever. The guy selling legal highs is still there shocking 12 year olds! It is certainly more consumerist - more - if it is possible to imagine, of a tourist trap. Some things seem to have been made so fucking middle class it's impossible to recognize them. Then, maybe it always was, but I wasn't sensitized enough to recognising it! Still, despite all this it seems somehow more than it was. I really can't bring myself to talk about it's 'vibe'.
It's a bit difficult to define how that is though!
It's much easier to see what's fucked up about it. I mean, maybe I've just not noticed this before, but tourist canal rides! It's not really Amsterdam...
This sign says it will drop you off at Little Venice. I have lived here my whole life and I've never heard of Little Venice... Are they inventing destinations just to lure touristis onto their boats?! And since when does London have enough canals to take tourists on trips? Haven't they all been concreted over? Maybe this is just yet another part of London I've never seen.
I would bet a lot of money that you don't get this kind of a view though. Saying that even the crappiest bits of London looked really beautiful today. Something about the light. It was a blue day today.
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I suppose I should really introduce myself :)
My name is Jess McCabe
This is me! I have that expression because this photo was taken on Christmas day. My grandfather was just finishing his 'all arabs are terrorists' speech and was moving on to his 'so what are you going to do after you finish uni' speech.
I live in London with Mike
This is Mike!
And Merry my cat who, yes, is named after a hobbit. Which is suddenly less embarrasing thanks to Peter Jackson!
Actually it was never that embarrasing because people assume he's called Mary. ¶ 12:51 AM
I have spent far too much of today watching the My So Called Life DVD my dad bought me for christmas so forgive me if I sound a bit like I'm 15 again.
Patty: Orange juice doesn't grown on trees, Angela.
Angela: It sorta does.
At last Christmas is nearly finally over!
Jordan Catalano! Oh no... I really am regressing... :)