Friday night I went to TGIs with people from work. It was interesting, to say the least. People are convinced that several "straight" men at the office fancy me. At one point, one very drunk guy grabbed my head and planted a massive wet kiss right on my lips. No tongue, but it went on for a little while. I was shocked and appalled at first, but then found it hilarious because, once sobered up, he will be way more upset than me. Closet gays, gotta love 'em. The meal was fucking delicious, but I failed to eat my huge burger in under 3 minutes, thus losing out on a fiver. Dang. NEXT TIME!
Then Saturday I picked up Simon, and after a surprisingly short journey we were "blazing" in Nicky's flat. I kept going on about how there is no way to talk about drugs in a "cool" manner. Then again, most things that come out of my mouth are sarcastic, so I'm not too bothered. Nicky's Uni friends are nice, a couple are a little iffy, but they are a nice bunch of people for the most part. I had never met a Uni student who has Parma ham and Parmesan cheese flown in especially from Italy until last weekend.
It was cool to see Nicky again after so long, but also Simon. I haven't seen him for about the same amount of time as Nicky and he only lives a 20 minute drive away.
I biked into London today; got a little lost, but made it to work in about an hour, which I think is a decent first-time time. Then I went to Euston and on to Matt's, where I got KFC and he bunked the second half of his allegedly boring lecture. Watched some Scrubs and Blackbooks. Pretty funny, I was just glad to have somewhere to sit/lay down before beginning my arduous journey home; this time I had to go UP the hill in Greenwich park, and it was dark, windy and raining. I actually enjoyed riding my bike for about four hours today, though. I'm apparently in pretty good shape already to have been able to accomplish such a journey with hardly any prior cycling experience (save for when I was about ten), so go me. Gonna get the train tomorrow because I'm going for ANOTHER (urgh) work meal after, but Wednesday is when my cycling to and from work begins.
I thought I'd be glad to be home, and I s'pose I am, but I'm pretty bored now... Ho hum.
Remix albums are usually much better than their standard counterparts.
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2 comments:
Justify that last sentence. I can't really think of any remix album that's actually a complete reworking of an already existing album (i.e. has a "standard counterpart") except for when people kept making those 'mash up' albums a few years ago, which vary wildly in quality, generally only good for novelty value. Enlighten me.
Roots Manuva's 'Dub Come Save Me' isn't as good as 'Run Come Save Me', but dub mixes can't really be compared to standard remixes, and the point isn't really to be better or worse, just deeper and more echoey with less vocals. 'Alternately Deep' as opposed to 'Awfully Deep' can't really count as a remix album cos most the tracks are new. The Linkin Park remix album is mostly pretty shit from what i remember. Didn't Limp Bizkit release a remix album too? That must suck even more.
I guessed you'd be referring to a NIN album. I could do a turd in a bag, call it "Danse Macabre (Remixes)" and it would be better than any Faint album though, so that one can't really count.
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