Sunday, bloody sunday!

I am bored.
I have recently been listening to Bloc Party, Auf der Maur (a bit rock, but that's not always bad) and Lemon Jelly.

I'm on the radio this Friday night (BBC Lincolnshire, I have no idea of the frequency but it'll be between 7pm and 9pm) and am currently trying to choose two songs to play. From past experience being on the radio, with all the nerves that entails, is a fantastic way to start your friday night. I recommend it. You get really, really drunk afterwards.
I have now seen Shaun of the Dead a fanboy-tastic eleven times... I'm trying to cut down, but then I'm trying to cut down on a lot of things. Food is not one of them - my jeans are all now hipsters, and crossing the road involves a series of zombie-like movements to keep them up. How circuitous.

In other Spaced based news, the little bit at the end of the documentary on the new "Collectors Edition" Spaced DVD brought a tear to my eye...

I have recently been described as a film buff, which was nice. I don't really know how that happened, but I have embraced the geek in me, so maybe that had something to do with it. I'm at peace with my inner geek now. I've begun thinking of new comedy for Channel 4 with my friend Pierre... when it's fleshed out they'll snap our hands off.

Watch out for dingoes. They eat babies.