grandpute

yes i still exist, well i'm more of a liminal spectre

Wed, 31 Aug 2005 17:24:23 GMT

um, i realise i have been very lazy - not to mention considerate- in not regaling you with my life stroy as it unfolds day by day, but there are several reasons for this, including the fact that i haven't done anything of note for months because dissertation took over and i only emerged officially into the daylight today having bound and handed in my 22,000 word tome entitled 'The Eastern 'Other' & the Forging of Western Identity (c.500 B.C. - A.D.850) in which I argued unassailably that the oreientalist attitude of the west regarding the east is not just a product of colonial self-justification, but has its roots in the classical mediterranean, specifically in the Persian Wars in response to which Athens' literary canon established a model of the civilised west as separate and superior culturally to the barbarian east - a model which still frames the relations between east and west to this day. indeed, it is fair to say that the world we live in is still, 2500 years on, centred geographically and psychologically on the mediterranean. Interesting stuff, eh?
weeeell...yes and no, but primarily no.

so, i have to move out of jolie exeter next thursday and i need somewhere else to go. i'll be damned if i go back to kent, literally.
i cant be bothered to write more
Bye!

the rise of the nation and the death of the individual

Tue, 24 May 2005 19:05:24 GMT

i have at last found an answer to why Oil of Ulay became Oil of Olay.check the bottle.its made in Mexico
i have two exams tomoro

quia si caecus caecum duxeris ambobus cavea patebit (Matt. 15:14)

Tue, 17 May 2005 19:35:46 GMT

woops, pressed return a little prematurely there.
Imagine my dismay and shock when it gradually, finally dawned on me that a degree in Classics has not made me a mega employable renaissance man, but a bum

the heavens have given man no context other than humanity

Tue, 17 May 2005 19:29:51 GMT

well, who'd have thought that a band with a name as good as Selfish Cunt would also be fucking great both musically and as a live proposition. There are only two of them but cunt me if they don't make half a racket.

the day i was reborn in god, but supped with the devil, part the first

Mon, 16 May 2005 15:51:45 GMT

or, 'why do i always get to know people just before the end of a course and then never see them again?'
the answer i suspect lies in the english mentality of reticent grudging hostility towards all who may be termed 'other'.of course im not english, im just introverted and hateful.christian is just one class mate i got to know today, who is leaving to return to his fatherland in the german hinterland.but on the bright side he is engage dxot a muslim girl named Islam.Christian and Islam.surely does the good lord have a sense of humour.potential children's names include of course zoroaster, buddha, jewlius/a. priapus in steves case.
or 'why is it always such a struggle to think of anything to put in this journal, my existence cant be this empty?'
yes it is.
though tonight the void will be filled for a fleeting moment by the aural delights or otherwise of Selfish Cunt, whos debut at the cavern is probably much if not hotly anticipated by all concerned, especially those who are fans of the cunt and are anticipating going.just who gets to support the Cunt anyway? insert own joke alomg the lines of giving her a hand.
i think Yevgeny Yevtushenko said it best:
it would be far more terrible to mistake
a friend than to mistake an enemy

'well, i'm back', he said.

Sun, 15 May 2005 18:34:50 GMT

bongo
sorry ive been away and neglectful of my duties. martin's faint tone of disappointment re the quantity of entries herein has electrified me into taking the bull by the horns, pulling my socks up and wasting my time and yours, whoever u r, by expounding more of this shit.
well, here's what ive been doing, in order of ascending chronology, not grapeness:
dad 'had' a coma for three days and 'did' a stroke, leaving him temporarily paralysed and frankly a little tetchy; then i went to cairo for nigh on five weeks, and learned many fine things up to and including never go to cairo for nigh on five weeks.this is a general rule, however, and one may get around cairo's pitfalls by going there for no more than 2 weeks and staying out of harms way in a nice 5 star hotel 200 miles out of the city. ie: go to luxor, get a tan and dysentery then leave.they put toilet paper in the bin.it smells.the pollution is so bad u can feel it in yr throat and lungs, and its the equivalent of smoking 30 cigs a day.o and they dont like western people cos we stole their land and their soul.gob bless america.
i am long in the hair of my head.
its fucking cold in exeter.i have no money.i need a job.i have exams.i have a dissertation. fuck it, lets have a reunion!
saw a programme about people who never grew up.a priest in 1967 built a train track half a mile long in his back garden and drove back and forth while contemplating the great questions of existence, those few left after the acceptence of an autocratic jealous jewish supreme deity, that is! i digress. as the camera followed his progress from church to track, the narrator's voice-over told us gently ...'they grew up .became clergy, the bold dreams were thrown off with the short trousers'. this particular line struck me as very telling and inspired in me an urge to leave the room.
for i had to put the washing out, to dry, and for tho i was sore afraid that the inclemency of the weather at the time may have, in deed and fact, pissed down on my aforesaid articles, i threw caution to the winds of necessity and hung it out. it hasnt rained, and that, i think, rather proves my point. that there is no god, specifically. subsequently i read a short and accessible tome of modern philosophy, and am now in my room drinking red wine on my own, casting these words willy nilly and mostly randomly into the ether(net?) hoping that some soul will answer my cry (for help) and reach out to me.
im very tired

Tue, 15 Feb 2005 17:34:09 GMT

tim sellens
i had an arabic test this morning.she ticks it even if its wrong.i love tests.but not enough to kill.she doesnt fill in the blanks though, they are my problem.in truth i cannot wait to leave exeter, nay even england forever.i might go on an arabic course in egypt over easter instead of doing my homework and getting a job.it sounds much preferable more by far.even if it costs 1000 euro-baiting pounds.who is coming down to visit? u can stay at sams.i jest.partly

neewlA imsi ?kemsi aaM

Wed, 05 Jan 2005 14:14:11 GMT

dearest friends
i have been back in exeter since monday nite and its rubbish.house of flying daggers is not showing anywhere in the City.so im going to see Enduring Love instead tonite. on the plus side, i did find a computer game in poundland called Rim.i also found a double dvd set of steve-o (of jackass fame, for it is he) for a pound also. i did not purchase either. ive seen it before and resisted the urge to watch a grown man staple his balls to his thighs.
i hate christmas.whats the point in it if u dont believe the thing about the baby and the virgin date-raped by god.he didnt even tell her himself, sent the archangel gabriel to do it for him.anyway i digress.
what have you been up to?
is alex back or has he returned to prague? has steve moved in with sarah? !
has martin caught anything yet? why hasnt sam replied to my text? does andy regret not seeing nick cave or did he go without telling me and now owns a tour tea towel? has paul had a haircut? i havent.i need one.
i am nearly 23.iggy pop said oh my and a-boo hoo when he turned 22, so i might as well top myself
this is not au revoir

Mon, 15 Nov 2004 14:23:10 GMT

talk to me

my feelings on today

Wed, 10 Nov 2004 15:54:23 GMT

dear diary
today i am wasting time because i have an essay to finish and reference to find for footnotes and i cant be bothered plus im staying on campus so mature student karen cant fone again and ask me to read her my introduction. i say AGAIN cos she foned me this morning before i was even up to pick my tired confused hungry brains for input.she didnt get anything i am pleased to report. went to a moroccan restaurant last nite with me arabic class and it was very good food.buffets are designed to hurt me however. smoked a strawberry flavourd sheesha.thats Hasheesha. mmm.
am goin to picturehouse with my good friend sam this evening. we r going to see Oldboy.this consists of Korean people shrieking at each other and being aggressive with hammers and faces.cant wait. hopefully after that i will go to sleep.please god just one night this week.
i think i'll go now for to make essay and shopping for the towel of my wet body and food for my digest.
a handshkae is as good as a hug

capta1ns log

Sun, 24 Oct 2004 20:07:38 GMT

r1ght so 1 hate my housemates cos theyv got drun 2 n1tes 1n a row and had me awace t1l 5am. and to mace matters that l1ttle b1t more wan the 1 and cay ceys on the ceyboard dont worc.1m annoyed now 1m go1n

Thu, 21 Oct 2004 12:59:51 GMT

ooh
interpol are playing the bristol thekla on nov 15th. but joy division won't ever. so forget i said anything.

today

Thu, 21 Oct 2004 12:55:07 GMT

dear diary,
today i got up at 7am. why? i hear you cry. because i had three hours of arabic.which only included learning three utterly unpronouncable and indescribable letters, so: gghhrah, qu like a glottal stop but suffocating, and aAayhA. all of which involve blocking one's windpipe with one's tongue.all of which gives one a sore throat and craving for fanta, which i duly obliged in 'happy time' betwen first and second hours. believe one, it is a happy time.bismillaah, no, we will not let you go. thats where it comes from. now i have to go into town to pick up a Package that was cunningly delivered when no-one was in.sadly i don't have a Car, so i have to Walk.to the post Orifice.
but i also have to do other stuff i can't think of, and will therefore get into trouble for neglecting later.
fly pan am are playing the bristol thekla on nov 8th.shelac are playing the scala in london at the end of nov-dec 1st.motorhead are playing the great hall nov19th, supported by sepultura.
join me
im leaving now

Mon, 18 Oct 2004 14:33:07 GMT

uh, hello?