The Grande Return de Placebo: Going Back to Gay?

How was I able to actually forget about Placebo for that long? They've come back!!!!! With Brian Molko's hair back long and without Steve Hewitt(well, that was a bit while ago)!

 

Voice all the same--that's my Placebo. Decades of smoking and still the same voice. Official hype! And that hair and clothes meaning they're going back gay? I mean, I liked it better when they were gay. I'll be watching 'em.

The Men Who

This is goddamn awesome. Although I would put the Tenth Doctor for both the hobbyist and the regular.

Ostentatiousness

(I can use big words.)

Anyway, I have to whine where no one reads whatever the fuck I post. I obviously don't keep only one blog, and the other one is a mixture of fangirlism, rant, and a way to keep up with friends and family. Not really a good combination. Fangirlism used to take about 70% of that blog(not anymore). I personally believe a good taste in music deserves celebration. To confess, the entirety of the fangirlism was about Radiohead(surprise!). According to one random person that doesn't even comment on my blog(she wrote this on my FRIEND'S blog), I frequently mentioned my "knowledge about Radiohead" when there are "a ton more people who know the band better" than I do. Hey, you know what? Radiohead is still better than Arctic Monkeys, Travis, Coldplay, or whatever shit you listen to.

A few days ago, the mentioned friend posted about people believing suicides deserve going to Hell. I replied, "But I thought the last page of The Sorrows of Young Werther was about that? It should have been around for a long time." Another comment by the omniscient random person who knows me so well that she doesn't even need to comment on my page said "your showing off is at the level of 'disgusting.'" I read The Sorrows of Young Werther at least 15 times and it's one of my favorite books of all time.

I would rather say to tell me directly what she doesn't like about me, but it wouldn't work. What would I do after she does tell me? Would I fix that and not mention my favorite books and pretend I don't know anything about my favorite band? Not really. I don't write gay fanfics about them. Even if I do, if I've got a 500 gig collection of Radiohead music only, I should deserve awe. Most loser behaviour of her was talking behind my back online. I have met many people online whom I didn't like/hated, but I didn't talk behind them online. It's such a loser thing to do.

Doctor Who!

I just had a completely unproductive week, wasted watching Doctor Who. You can't possibly say you don't know what Doctor Who is--no explanation needed. I found this great streaming site that has all the episodes of the new series(that started in 2005), complete with Christmas Specials. I've been having so much fun with it. The only problem is that my exams are less than a week away(and for Spanish, it's tomorrow).

But this is amazing. I wish I were British so I could have enjoyed it when it was being broadcasted(with David Tennant). Well, in that case, all I could watch would have been the new series anyway, but still. I've looked up the history of Doctor Who and oh yes, that Tom Baker and his enormous scarf! Now I want it! I might try to knit a copy, but it'll be finished next year even if I start right now, and I hardly ever finish any needlework I start.

One more: David Tennant. I really had no idea, when my obssessed friend was talking about the Doctor, that it was the same guy as Barty Crouch Jr. Freaking Barty Crouch Jr.! That man has it all. He started his acting career because he wanted to be the Doctor, now he is the Doctor--in fact, one of the best Doctors--, and he was in Harry Potter! If I were to be an actress, he would be my role model.