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Fame! I’m gonna live forever….
I’m on Channel 4… FAME! (Okay, only radio but surely that counts anyway) FAME! Err. Um. Yeah. I’m on the Channel 4 Radio Podcast from EuroPride – 10 minutes in… That’s your illustrious Kate :-)
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Anger and frustration
I’m very distracted writing this essay today, and it’s not just because my copy of Light and Magic arrived today (the whole tactile vinyl LP experience is still just as good, sliding the record out and checking it over, then placing it on the turntable, gently lowering the stilus onto the record deck, hearing that…
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Bed time stories
When I was tiny-wee, and all this was nothing but fields (actually, that might be true ;-) ), we had records shops. Not the bright modern edifices dedicated to the consumer arts that we have now, oh no. These were dark dank places. Our-price and Star-Records and obscure little shops in obscure brown colours with…
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Protected: The high is fantastic, but the come down is crap
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Famous!
We’re in the Flickr photopool: Here, here, here, and here. Info on more sightings greatfully recieved. Yes, I am a media whore.
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Blimey, that was fun
You’ll have to excuse typos, I’m absolutely wrecked, and I’ve imbibed some alcoholic fluids during this rather warm day. I’ve also piled on the laundry, so I really am exhausted. No, yes, so, we did Pride yesterday. Me, Chrissy, Lauren and James (who’s the token heterosexual who saved our float, all cheer for James, he…
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Last Post Passworded…
…if you want the password, mail me [kate at pyoor [dot] org] and I’ll mail you back with the password
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Protected: Har-dee-fucking-har
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Kate=! Employed
I didn’t get the job in Manchester. My qualification doesn’t come through in time. Reasons I shouldn’t have found that out at work: – I don’t work so well when I’m trying not to cry. – I don’t drive so well when I’m angry and fed up. I expect the people who heard me shouting…
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LEE
LEE, my off duty this week. Late, Early, Early. Whilst I am not fond of Late Early I can cope. But Late Early Early leaves me wanting to curl up in a corner and die. If I actually went to bed then it’d be fine, but I’m lousy at going to bed… Anyway. So. Tired.…