It's always late at night

I was reading the Guardian, and of course listening to the radio when I came across this strory of an obssessive scientist who terrorised a load of public service workers because he was somewhat unbalanced. I remember hearing about it, and then figured, my god, a life sentence for stalking? That must be some pretty heavy stuff. And actually, it was that heavy. He firebombed people's homes and cars and drove them completely nuts.

What else is new? Well, listening to Radio 2 an awful lot these days. As I am right now. And it's a little distracting to be frank. And it makes me feel a little bit old. But the other thing I do like is that I'm going to enjoy Jonathan Ross's lovely radio show.

All Saints. You know, I'm really happy that Shaznay has finally come along with shimmery, wonderful pop that she does. I am kinda pissed off that I read somewhere that she's to become the British Beyonce. Bollocks! Ditto Jamelia! As much as I like Beyonce, Shazza and Jamelia, I'm fed up with our obsession with the USA in that, "we can grow a cheap imitation of anything that they do" kind of way. That's definitely how we do in the UK. And you know: it sucks. Like the umpire that Mark Phillipousis recently had a go at at Wimbledon.

Bejeezus, talk about an inferiority complex and a lack of national direction.