To Reeces. Delicious and moorish combination of chocolate and peanut butter...
The problem is they are rare in the UK. Frequent enough to satisfy my recurring desire but rare in enough to justify buying them at every shop I see them because they are 'a special treat'. Unfortunately I haven't managed to kick this habit in the ol' US of A... Where they have them in every shop.
Reece's overdoses are becoming a fairly occurrence in my life. Where can I get help for this? Is rehab too extreme? I think they are pretty fashionable over here...(rehab...not Reece's addictions).
Monday, 28 March 2011
Friday, 18 March 2011
Thursday, 17 March 2011
Want to go to this... 15:22
Wondering if I'm being boring by going to British stuff though? Curious to see how well received it is though!
Location:E 4th St,Austin,United States
Wednesday, 16 March 2011
Goodbye SXSW virginity 16:51
It's windy but sunny and very warm. Sitting by the pool outside my hotel room having just completely my first half-day at SXSW. Gearing up for the evenings festivities (apparently it's epic).Figured I should just offload the days events...
Met up with a lovely lady from Epitaph that Dude introduced me to. We went for a pancake breakfast and to pick up our SXSW badges. Picking up the badge was a bit like being herded like cattle...but it's done. Not sure I can be bothered queuing for wristbands for private parties though...queues round the block when I could be checking out other bands? Probably not!
Nabbed the free 'goody bag'. Ditched most of the contents. Hit up the Trade Show and got my geek on. Met lots of cool people, found lots of useful services, companies we could work with, talked to some competition (shhhh)....
Met a cool guy from Peace and Love, went away with some music to listen to and an invite to talk more business later. Plus the knowledge that Sweden has an awesome festival that I've never been to. Must correct this.
That was me tired, so scooted upstairs to crash on a giant bean bag and watch Jessica Lea Mayfield (beautiful, love Kiss Me Again...one of my favourite songs at the moment...favorite?) also caught the tail end of a guy called James Vincent McMorrow, a bit Kings of Leony but more soulful....really liked it. One to add to the ol' Spotify playlist!
That was me exhausted....Took a walk around the busy streets of SXSW to get my bearings. Grabbed a slider (found out what a 'slider' is...basically a 'mini' burger...which is like a normal burger for me and therefore perfect)...accompanied by possibly the best fries IN THE WORLD. Recommend these folk.
Now back in the hotel regenerating my energy so I can hit up the streets of Austin tonight and not pass out after drinking too much Jamiesons (story for another time...or probably never).
Tuesday, 15 March 2011
This Must be how Icarus Felt.... 21:19
So today was the day I flew to Austin for SXSW. All on my lonesome. Nervous, jet lagged and feeling a bit sick, I got a lift to Bob Hope airport from the lovely Dude (will get to it eventually) to set off on what would be my 3rd and 4th flights in one week. Good job I'm not absolutely fucking terrified of flying.
There was a glimmer of hope...American Airlines usually has Wifi on the flights. Awesome, I thought. I shall use this time to do some this blogging lark I'm trying to get into. I got all geared up to distract myself from my impending doom (death-by-horrible-plane-accident) by emersing myself in the blogosphere (I hate that word...but I just had to try it out). Alas, there was no Wifi (shame on you, American Airlines). Intent to stick to my plan in some way...I got out my little diary, scribbling my thoughts down like a true...err...diary-keeper-type-person.
I thought it was worth typing it up...so as to be doing it properly...or something.
11.20am tuesday 15th march
Pretty terrified. Though also very glad Dude has (very kindly) made the effort to introduce me (digitally) to some lovely folk that I can meet up with in Austin. Makes it slightly less intimidating but somehow I need to put on my super-confident, networking, friend-making persona (does this exist? It's gonna have to)...No idea what to expect...thinking I might just hide in my hotel room for the five days and cry in a corner.
11.35am tuesday 15th march
I hate take-off. Finding it reassuring to stare at the bracket holding the 'fasten seatbelt' light. I love how the shaking off take-off has caused it half fall off the ceiling. This plane is awesome and safe... The mountains look mind-blowing though. I was recently asked how I could sit in the window seat (I always sit in the window seat) when I'm terrified of flying. Thinking about it...I find the concept of air travel almost impossible to comprehend that I find the view to be distractingly surreal. That and if I'm going to die....I want to know about it.
12.06pm tuesday 15th march
Terrifyingly close to a very small child. It hasn't gone off yet, but there's still plenty of time. I bought a gigantic Mexican cobb salad from the airport. I'm pretty sure it was intended for four people to share but it was the smallest 'food' they had. I feel glutinous and sick, having eaten so much, yet it doesn't actually look like I've done any damage at all to the damn thing. Get it out of my sight. Time for Battlestar Galactica. Hopefully laptop battery will survive the flight.
17.00pm tuesday 15th march
Flight from Dallas delayed (what a surprise). Annoying since I'm stuck on the plane now and decided to be a good girl and not sneak out of the airport for a cigarette.
17.15pm tuesday 15th march
Sat NEXT to a small child. Actually NEXT to. It has gone off. Is there anything worse than being trapped on a plane next to a screaming child? They know exactly what kind of impending doom they are in for and do a very good job of reminding me....and annoying me at the same time. Also 'surrounded' by a Brit band and their troupe. Quite comforting to hear the accent, even though they are loud and a bit irritating. They look like hipsters. They are called Brother. It's a ridiculous name for a band in this day and age....they are never going get the Google ranking they need to beat Brother. Annoyingly they are quite good. They're doing a SXSW Showcase tomorrow night...might go.
17.42pm tuesday 15th march
Wish I had gone for a cig. Taking off now. Going to die. Going to die. (Please don't let me die, I don't want to die on a plane).
There was a glimmer of hope...American Airlines usually has Wifi on the flights. Awesome, I thought. I shall use this time to do some this blogging lark I'm trying to get into. I got all geared up to distract myself from my impending doom (death-by-horrible-plane-accident) by emersing myself in the blogosphere (I hate that word...but I just had to try it out). Alas, there was no Wifi (shame on you, American Airlines). Intent to stick to my plan in some way...I got out my little diary, scribbling my thoughts down like a true...err...diary-keeper-type-person.
I thought it was worth typing it up...so as to be doing it properly...or something.
11.20am tuesday 15th march
Pretty terrified. Though also very glad Dude has (very kindly) made the effort to introduce me (digitally) to some lovely folk that I can meet up with in Austin. Makes it slightly less intimidating but somehow I need to put on my super-confident, networking, friend-making persona (does this exist? It's gonna have to)...No idea what to expect...thinking I might just hide in my hotel room for the five days and cry in a corner.
11.35am tuesday 15th march
I hate take-off. Finding it reassuring to stare at the bracket holding the 'fasten seatbelt' light. I love how the shaking off take-off has caused it half fall off the ceiling. This plane is awesome and safe... The mountains look mind-blowing though. I was recently asked how I could sit in the window seat (I always sit in the window seat) when I'm terrified of flying. Thinking about it...I find the concept of air travel almost impossible to comprehend that I find the view to be distractingly surreal. That and if I'm going to die....I want to know about it.
12.06pm tuesday 15th march
Terrifyingly close to a very small child. It hasn't gone off yet, but there's still plenty of time. I bought a gigantic Mexican cobb salad from the airport. I'm pretty sure it was intended for four people to share but it was the smallest 'food' they had. I feel glutinous and sick, having eaten so much, yet it doesn't actually look like I've done any damage at all to the damn thing. Get it out of my sight. Time for Battlestar Galactica. Hopefully laptop battery will survive the flight.
17.00pm tuesday 15th march
Flight from Dallas delayed (what a surprise). Annoying since I'm stuck on the plane now and decided to be a good girl and not sneak out of the airport for a cigarette.
17.15pm tuesday 15th march
Sat NEXT to a small child. Actually NEXT to. It has gone off. Is there anything worse than being trapped on a plane next to a screaming child? They know exactly what kind of impending doom they are in for and do a very good job of reminding me....and annoying me at the same time. Also 'surrounded' by a Brit band and their troupe. Quite comforting to hear the accent, even though they are loud and a bit irritating. They look like hipsters. They are called Brother. It's a ridiculous name for a band in this day and age....they are never going get the Google ranking they need to beat Brother. Annoyingly they are quite good. They're doing a SXSW Showcase tomorrow night...might go.
17.42pm tuesday 15th march
Wish I had gone for a cig. Taking off now. Going to die. Going to die. (Please don't let me die, I don't want to die on a plane).
Lee Hunters Catchy Song of the Week 21:08
I'm not sure if this will actually be a weekly thing (it probably won't). But my friend Lee presented it as such...I find this song hilarious. And ridiculously catchy...So here it is.
Tommy Gun by Royal Republic
Tommy Gun by Royal Republic
Sunday, 13 March 2011
Am I doing the right thing? 19:19
How do I find out? Who do I ask? Can someone send me a magic 8-ball?