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methinks I should be updating this thing.

so, um. what can I say?

things happened last month. good things, bad things, but mostly good. we've been to FRANCE, for heaven's sake, of course it was mostly good things!
we did three dates in France in late April. Montpellier on the 28th, Nice on the 29th, Montpellier again on the 30th (don't ask, or, well, we should've been doing Marseille on the 28th, but it got canceled and the promoter gave us the number of someone else who ended up being from the Montpellier area. so we thought, fuck it, and said yes. turned out it was the best out of the three)
the first two days in Montpellier were amazing. we stayed at Fred's (the guy I was talking about in the last brackets) in a country house in Camargue, surrounded by dogs, cats, white horses and peacocks (and, um, mosquitoes the size of helicopters), ate well, drank as motherfuckers - me at least - and had a damn good time. the weather was also very good, so waking up mid morning and having a coffee out in the sun was top. we all got sunburnt, ha!
Montpellier is so rock'n'roll. there's restricted access for the city centre, and there are lots and lots of small ethnic restaurants, bars, bistrots (I suspect the last two are synonyms). and Tarek makes the best indian kebabs around.
Nice was meh. chaotic and clean, but meh. the buildings were so neat they looked almost fake. we slept in a place which looked like it came straight from Trainspotting: two rooms, the smallest bathroom I have ever seen, a fridge which had surely seen better times, mattresses on the floor and not much else. still nice, though (pun not intended). when we went back to Montpellier we slept at the bartender's house.
the gigs, well. there wasn't much public. AT ALL. I think in Nice there were like 10 people, in Montpellier just a little more.
in Nice and on the second Montpellier date, we played with Rosemary, a grunge three piece from Chambery; I'm not into grunge very much but they were very nice guys, even if the bass player didn't speak a word of English and I had problems asking him even the smallest of things (he was sharing his bass amp). and, hey, if it weren't for them we wouldn't have gone to France, so for the umpteenth time thank you Thomas!
came back on the 1st of May, then two days ago we had another concert here (wedidnewnoiseomgwefuckingdidit), and now, songwriting time!

in other news, after a couple of days from my last post I did a small and stupid incident with my car (not my fault), and got it back today at lunch time. I missed my darling, I really did.

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Blogging from my phone - from my BED actually. I'm snuggled under the duvet, one eye closed, listening to a dog that apparently doesn't want to shut up. And to the church bells too: it's midnight and it's Easter after all.

Happy Easter, by the way.

I've been quite in the mood this year, colouring eggs and thinking about Easter menus and squealing like a five years old for my shiny Hello Kitty chocolate egg.
I've also spent time thinking about renovation and good propositions; hopefully I will shake myself from this..this ALIENATION I've been feeling for the past month.

Fingers crossed. And goodnight. xo

skydiving

The Libs are back together - for a festival, but better than nothing hmm?
I was thinking, my two favourite bands got back together (Blur last year, The Libertines this year), AND I've missed/I'm going to miss them BOTH!
it would be funny, except that it's not.
but reading about impromptu gigs and new music and Carl&Peter and seeing photos and, man - I'm back to 2004. in fact, I'm gonna check .org out, like, now.

in other news, well. I'm falling down, and hopefully my parachute won't break.

low

hm.
hair's still half orange. the other half is pale enough for the toner, but I don't know what to do. I'll sleep on it, and tomorrow my thoughts will surely be clearer. right now, I've lost my appetite, I still have to shower and I'm supposed to dj in a couple of hours.

just sleep

going to bed in a short while, even if today was quite relaxed as a day, I'm yawning nonstop.
the past days have been relatively uneventful. or, to put it better, some things happened, but I don't want to talk about them on the internet.
things change, don't they? once upon a time, there was this thing called weblog where you could put your heart on your sleeve and talk about your most personal stuff. it was all about what you were, now it's all about what you do. music blogs, fashion blogs, diy blogs, vintage blogs.. photography blogs.
social networks have indeed killed the 'old' blogs.
and we are growing up.

operation blondie is still going strong. my hair is currently a nice shade of banana yellow and apricot orange, hopefully tomorrow the orange will be bleached out and I'll finally be able to put on the toner. fingers crossed for the toner to work by the way, I was torn between two shades of pale cool blonde but I thought that, for the first toning, I'd have less trouble with something more ashy and less violet-y (what if I leave it on too long? lavender hair big fest).. even though I'm sort of regretting it now because the shade I didn't buy looks really, really white. and I eventually want white hair.
well, wish me luck.