Way Out Where
Friday, January 30, 2004
 
Just a brief repost of Sex and The City. I really hate this show, but watched about 5 minutes of it today, and I just want to make sure that all women who read this understand - if a man goes out with you to a club, where you meet an ex and then go upstairs with your ex, THERE IS NO WAY IN HELL THE BLOKE WILL BE THERE WHEN YOU GET DOWN. No matter what. Never going to happen. It wouldn't work in reverse, please don't expect it to work this way round. This actually deserves a longer post about the evils of television and the effects it has on the relationship, but that will wait for another day
 

Staying in on a friday night means watching Top Of The Pops


Which means I should have gone out and got wasted instead

Things I have gleamed from this evening's "music" show



Clearly I should have gone out this evening.


 

Why Wandsworth Will Never Be Trendy


A rebuke to the article on today's "London Tonight"

... because its just appeared on the local London news. This in and of itself is enough to ensure that whatever dumbassed survey revealed it was the coolest/best/trendiest place in London to live was completely wrong. London Tonight jumping on the bandwagon shows one simple thing - it isn't trendy, it isn't cool, it isn't desirable; its wank. Whatever shark was ever in any way in the vicinity has been well and truly jumped. The only redeemable thing is that it didn't appear on ITVs local news.


And lets just be clear about this. Wandsworth is a shit hole. A horrific suburb of south London that doesn't even have a tube stop. And why's that? BECAUSE NO-ONE WANTS TO GO THERE. Simple really.


At the end of the segment, the reporter said "and if you want to be trendy just take a look around this bar" ... the only other person visible in the shot was the back of a middle-aged, balding (actually, bald) suit. Thanks for the invitation, but that's the sort of trend that I just don't want to follow.



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