If I combine the first line of each month's entry into a post, I sound even more cliched than usual!

[alexsarll]

Well that rather threw me. Sometimes the easiest thing to do is wait for all the other little LJtags to update and let people get the story from your friendslist.
When you're watching prebuscent rockabillies cover 'Folsom Prison Blues' and 'Tutti Frutti' as a blizzard rages outside, you know Something Is Amiss. Last night's Alan Clark featured an emblematic sequence where, after repeatedly saying "I won't back down on this one", Alan tore up his anti-fur bill because it was either that or the backbenches. Walking up the Parkland Walk at twilight on Beltane, there wasn't a soul about.

"Broad-minded as you are in many ways, Florian, you are a romantic; and I have never known you to break your given word or to voice any purely utilitarian lie. You are positively queer about that."

Stayed late at work last night responding to mail from irate communists over this week's listings. Hampstead Heath is very much how I imagine Arcadia. Why had I never heard of The Doom Generation?

Clubs are not works of art. On Thursday I realised I hadn't had a Cool, Crisp Pint for a full week - a situation soon remedied with the aid of the V. Last night was meant to be a send-off for how_i_lie but after an enigmatic cancellation, I found myself watching Bertolucci's The Dreamers instead.