Maria Bamford rocks.

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It's great when you realise your quilt is FAR TOO DAMN HOT so you pile it down to the end of the bed and grab your spare quilt cover only to find that you must have put it away a little damp because it smells fucking weird.

I live in a drug den!

Actually, the title of this post is a lie. I do not live in a drug den, though I'm sure somepeople think I do.

I'm now living in a rather bohemian area of town known as Montpelier. Although most people, and I would agree, would say I ACTUALLY live in a rather scum filled area of town known as Stokes Croft. This generally means avoiding being accosted by the homeless, or the mentally ill, or alcoholics, or drug addicts, or arts students or all of the above while trying to buy toilet roll. I have since learned to just look ahead and carry on. It also means that walking into town requires walking through the affectionately named 'Bear Pit' or James Barton Rounabout subway. This is where strange people come together and drink White Ace and swear a lot. Mostly, it's not as bad as it seems.

I live with two men (I say men, one is just 20 years old. 20! He's a child!) and a cat named Mr Spoon.

Rich and I have been split up for a little over a month now. Though I've only been moved out a week. We are still friends, and not in that way where 'still friends' means just not wanting to kill the other party. We're actually still getting on. Though check back with me later on that one, as I've tried 'we can still be friends' before and it didn't work.

I'm also off on a few jollies over the next few months, doing shows about the place. Liverpool in 3 weeks. Swansea, West Brom and Weston Super Mare after the summer...oh yes, the big time. Didn't win 2nd Place Best UK Newcomer for nuttin'. Though I do get to perform at the show I've spent many a night running around stage-handing for, as last. That's Coco Boudoir at Chapel Arts in Bath, in October.

I will soon be organising some form of gathering at my new place to celebrate living here now. Though I don't know when.

Fuck Yeah, Vincent Kartheiser.

I'm obsessed with Vincent Kartheiser at the moment. On the plus side it means I've been watching Mad Men again, on the bad side it means I've watched a film named Crime and Punishment in Suburbia. This was an awful film made slightly palatable by the inclusion of a young Kartheiser. I have also been watching youtube videos of him talking at some Joss Whedon con/expo thing, and have discovered that the man is also funny and gawky.

So...what with my birthday coming up at the end of August, I'd like it if you lot clubbed together to buy me Vincent Kartheiser.

http://fuckyeahkartheiser.tumblr.com/ I didn't even start this tumblr, it was already out there on the internet. Awesome.

Pictures of Trickery

I deleted my old blog, I felt it's contents was no longer relevant.

I don't really have much to say, but first blog posts often tend to be a bit rubbish.

So I'll start by playing you a song. It's one of my favourites and my blog name is lifted from it's lyrics.

This is Disintegration by The Cure