2004-05-07..4:32 p.m.

Today I�ve been trying to work up the energy to actually write something coherent about SEEING Franz Ferdinand, but I can�t. That said, they were fucking fantastic. Alex Wotzit kept breaking into little giggles while trying to sing because the audience was already one step ahead.. it was rather like he�d looked at his fame for the first time and thought, Fucking hell! And then couldn�t stop thinking Fucking hell! every time he looked down at that swarm of people and thinking, Fucking hell! just kept making him giggle. It was lovely and mesmerising and breathtaking. I felt rather like I�ve had an aural orgasm.

And now I keep rather wishing I could make those do-do-doop do-do-doop do-do-doop noises with the sprinkly finger effects as per Garth and Wayne and go back to a time just before the glory of franz and his ferdinand were indulged, and I was just a fairly dolled up wee broad with an inability to stop herself shaking people by the arm and squealing shrilly FRANZ FERDINAND!!!!

le sigh le purr le meow I�m a very tired kitten