Writing about something that doesn't involve the word 'beige' from Talking Behind the Psychic's Back
Anyone, a hint, a clue, a suggestion?
My long suffering brain (and those of Eimear and Claire amongst others) awaits clarity.
Damn, I gotta get some sleep.
30 Apr 2005 01:24
| Comments (25)
| Report a problem
I was at Crash. And you were.. where???
30 Apr 2005, 02:23
Birthday party in Leam. It was great. I'll post the photos if no one who was there has any major objections.
Did you meet the other bloggers? Can someone else shed light in la mysterie?
30 Apr 2005, 09:54
You missed out, last night was good although I am suffering for it now! Met lots of people last night, don't know if they're bloggers or not as I didn't go to the bar beforehand. Until next time then!
30 Apr 2005, 12:17
pfft. at least you didn't go to the glitter ball and end up weeping into your own shoes surrounded by people high on coke.
holly cruise, let's you and i, and probably carter, hook up and get a drink!
30 Apr 2005, 14:47
What, can't I come too?
30 Apr 2005, 15:20
sure you can. when suits?
30 Apr 2005, 15:22
I always favoured the surprise, coincidental meeting but I'm thinking that might never happen. Maybe next week sometime. Off for bank holiday fun now, be good folks!!
30 Apr 2005, 15:38
how uncharacteristically elusive of you, gordon random! you surprise me once again.
30 Apr 2005, 15:47
cann u post the photos of the paryt please hols ..such a wicked night… was loving it :)
30 Apr 2005, 16:29
Carter here, posting as Eim.
Who is Gordon Random? WHO GIVES A FLYING CHUFF! The mystery reached its sell-by date several weeks ago and now the whole charade is covered in mould and stinks to high heaven.
30 Apr 2005, 17:40
Mmm, drinks. Sounds reasonable given that my mental state in relation to my essay is rapidly degenerating into crap. Or something. Eimear, Gordon, Carter and me. Hahaha… sounds fun.
And yes Niamh, I am processing the photos as we speak. They are good. Gallery coming soon.
Urgh! Back from Brum at 2am. Thunder outside. Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay cool. I can imagine Gordon R stood on the roof of the parish church overlooking us as we walked home in the warm summer rain, laughing with melodramatic lightning overhead.
My imagination- taking you places you don't want to go.
01 May 2005, 02:25
Oh do be quiet Carter! And what do you want anyway, a prize for having once had a 5 second conversation with me???
02 May 2005, 10:42
02 May 2005, 12:57
Oi, add me to your favourite blogs!!
02 May 2005, 13:16
Ok, wrong link…
02 May 2005, 13:17
eimear – why aren't you outside?
(ok I'm not but i'm about to go)
and …yes, rumbled.game over
02 May 2005, 13:22
i wish i was outside.
unfortunately, i'm stuck in the learning grid writing an essay about mexican cinema.
02 May 2005, 13:51
Whereas I'm stuck inside waiting for Madam so I can get a lift out. She's ready (right on cue) – thank flip.
02 May 2005, 13:54
Wes, you're added.
Glad someone knows who GR is… it's always a bit sad when the game's over, no?
I was studying in Jephson Gardens and I think that, as well as frying my brain on Spanish history, I have a single sunburnt ear.
02 May 2005, 15:03
Ha ha! Like the image of one burnt ear.Guess you can turn sideways to talk to people and hide it.
Whereas my road trip turned into a monsoon soaked adventure and it's sunny now I'm back home. Damn Murphy's Law.
02 May 2005, 16:38
well, i'm absolutely christing soaked.
02 May 2005, 16:47
The game is up. Oh, she's so rumbled. Gordon random's real name is FLEUR DIGGENS (apparently pronounced 'Dijohns' – suspect) and her time as an anonymous loon is up.
Write it on the walls, shout it from the rooftops, let Robeson sing!
16 May 2005, 12:52
uh oh… what's that… what's that rumbling sound in the distance? it's… it's getting closer… it – is it an earthquake?! is that a… oh my god… it'll engulf us all… it's…
GORDON RANDOM BEING SO ABSOLUTELY RUMBLED
16 May 2005, 16:18
It's a virtual-cyber death for me then.
16 May 2005, 16:49