latest loon-spotting work was by kate kordel… innocently making her way through london, young kate was accosted by a female american loon, who proceeded to scream: 'i hate us americans. only americans would listen to a daughter argue with her dying mother. now, fuck off.'
good work kate!
well! it's been quite an eventful day for me. after experiencing my 5th-ish day of ridiculous chest pain, i went to A+E at the ulster hospital for a fun-filled day of sitting. luckily, i was able to experience that heart-searing excitement of total panic at an early stage, when a rakish young doctor wackily suggested that i may have deep vein thrombosis, or perhaps a collapsed lung, which would have been a suitably extreme way to end this unbelievably extreme year. ECG and x-ray, however, proved neither of these to be true. so i'm still none the wiser. but i have many, many painkillers.