Well, to be honest, bugger all is happening at the moment.

Had Cameron, James an Pippa round for the weekend, in which time we watched many movies and consumed much junk food. 'tis what life is all about, after all.

Oh, and I PASSED MY THEORY TEST! Ok, it's not much a of a real achivement is the whole life stakes, but it feels a damn sight better than failing it.

As a result, I went anf bought one of those 10'' tall Alien Queen figures. It's very ph33rsomely w00t, yet kawai at the same time.

And no, I've no idea why I'm acutally spaking like a geek today (in addition to my usual acting like one).

Anyway, it's sun, sea and sangria as I go to Glasgow on Friday. A brief "hell-" to Stuart, then off the the depressing rainy slums od Mallorca I go (wait a tic...). Just for those who are easily confused (and stupid), it is worth pointing out that Mallorca and Majorca are in fact the very same place, with the same pronounciation. I had not realised this. Fortunatly I was saved by roughguides.com before i seriously embarrased myself im public. Apparant ly the whole "Majorca" this is a little inside joke exclusive to the islanders there. It's all easily confusing (and stupifying).

Will return in a bout a week hence, but there's a good chance I'll pop out to Amsterdam for a few minutes shortly after. Time will tell.

No music recommendations today, so you'll just have to wing it next time you're in HMV. Remember: If nobody's ever heard of it, then you can pass yourself off as "cultured".