Too sweet for rock and roll

November 26th, 2006

Holy Ikea. THAT, my friends, was a unique shopping experience. A veritable maze of wooden cubes and strange futons and ingenious space saving ideas. They feed you in one end, and then push you through a sort of zigzag, so you can’t leave the place until you’ve seen every possible little thing they have to sell you. Then, you head to a massive warehouse thing with a trolley the size of a forklift, and you wander up and down the enormous isles until you come across your correct number and bay. Then, you load up, and you check out. It’s all remarkably easy.


So today I started with this -



And I ended up with this -



An actual table and an actual chair. The chair needs some paint, but that’ll come later. It’s amazing how much more motivated I am to work at home when I have desk space for paper and a lamp.


Days like today it would have been handy to have a boy around. At least, one that enjoys building flat pack furniture. I’m pretty pleased with myself though – it didn’t take very long, and there as only 2 screws I really had to wrestle with. I’m also not convinced everything is completely straight, but without a spirit level no one is gonna be able to tell, right?


I had all intentions of going to bed now, but I turn the TV on and ALMOST FAMOUS is on. It’s one of my all time favourite movies about music, along with High Fidelity. Actually, it’s a wonder, given my love for this movie, that I’ve never paid more attention to Led Zeppelin.



Lester Bangs: Aw, man. You made friends with them. See, friendship is the booze they feed you. They want you to get drunk on feeling like you belong.
William Miller: Well, it was fun.
Lester Bangs: They make you feel cool. And hey. I met you. You are not cool.
William Miller: I know. Even when I thought I was, I knew I wasn’t.
Lester Bangs: That’s because we’re uncool. And while women will always be a problem for us, most of the great art in the world is about that very same problem. Good-looking people don’t have any spine. Their art never lasts. They get the girls, but we’re smarter.
William Miller: I can really see that now.
Lester Bangs: Yeah, great art is about conflict and pain and guilt and longing and love disguised as sex, and sex disguised as love… and let’s face it, you got a big head start.
William Miller: I’m glad you were home.
Lester Bangs: I’m always home. I’m uncool.
William Miller: Me too!
Lester Bangs: The only true currency in this bankrupt world if what we share with someone else when we’re uncool.
William Miller: I feel better.
Lester Bangs: My advice to you. I know you think those guys are your friends. You wanna be a true friend to them? Be honest, and unmerciful.

I should go to bed.


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