Boy, was yesterday tough. Following on from the legendary XFM launch on Wednesday night and only 4 successful hours of sleep, I stumbled into work around 0930 feeling rather hungover. I'm not sure quite how much alcohol I consumed, but I know it consisted of many bottles of Star and an unspecified number of double JD's and coke. Above is a picture of me "throwing shapes" at the camera. How bling am I?

Following on from a fragile day, last night was spent attempting to entertain a largely Emo crowd at High Voltage there to see Help She Can't Swim. Now, Emo is a genre I just don't get. At the grand old age of 26, I think it's a style I'm just not familiar with. Is it Grunge? Is it Hardcore? Not sure, but I know I'm not keen. I'm guessing my under-enthusiasm didn't come over too good to the kids either - the place was empty by half eleven.

Oh well, in a break from the norm, here's a link to the latest episode of 24 from the states. I think it's episode 13. Naughty, naughty me.