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Oct. 6th, 2008 03:11 pmAfter managing to fuck up my back and my car for the benefit of an Amanda Palmer gig, I was beginning to wonder why I'd done it, mostly at about the point my back began seizing up in the library earlier today. However, I came home to discover the Who Killed Amanda Palmer CD had arrived in the post. (With the Oxford Dictionary of Saints, but that's by the by.)
And I'm listening to it, and remembering what she sounded like singing, and holy crap, yes, it was worth it. You don't even need to like the Dresden Dolls. Although if you've not listened to them I heartily recommend it, but that's by the by.
(Although I still haven't got my car back, so now I'm getting a bit concerned...)
In other news, I buggared up my back last night by laughing too much at a lethal combination of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and The Secret Policeman's Ball. Sorry, but, you know, between the Doctor and Edward rocking up in that film and Russell Howard in the latter I didn't stand a chance.
... okay, if laughing hurts it, tomorrow may be entertaining; I have work for four hours and then have to belt it immediately to class for two hours. Work says I can go early if it's too hard. We'll see. I still have to go to class (I'm already sciving one this month to go and see Neil Gaiman in Edinburgh, ahem) so, well, I may as well stick with it.
And I'm listening to it, and remembering what she sounded like singing, and holy crap, yes, it was worth it. You don't even need to like the Dresden Dolls. Although if you've not listened to them I heartily recommend it, but that's by the by.
(Although I still haven't got my car back, so now I'm getting a bit concerned...)
In other news, I buggared up my back last night by laughing too much at a lethal combination of Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire and The Secret Policeman's Ball. Sorry, but, you know, between the Doctor and Edward rocking up in that film and Russell Howard in the latter I didn't stand a chance.
... okay, if laughing hurts it, tomorrow may be entertaining; I have work for four hours and then have to belt it immediately to class for two hours. Work says I can go early if it's too hard. We'll see. I still have to go to class (I'm already sciving one this month to go and see Neil Gaiman in Edinburgh, ahem) so, well, I may as well stick with it.
