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Apr. 20th, 2009 01:54 amI love this DAAS cover, to the point where I've had it on repeat on my iPod for the last two days. It also makes me laugh because no one who's mockingly played Judas Iscariot in a "Jesus Christ Superstar In Four and a Half Minutes" skit (which I can't find a copy of worth watching on Youtube. Scandalous!) should be able to sing like an angel, but there you go. I so, so, so have to buy the DAAS DVD before I head back to England because it's (ridiculously!) not available through Amazon and I'll pine for them. They toured Britain you know; why the hell can we not get the DVD? If I could find somewhere to watch Good News Week too, that'd be good.
In fact:
Dear Australia,
I would like to take Paul McDermott back to Britain with me in June and keep him indefinitely. Hope you don't mind! I'll trade you any British comedian (except Stephen Fry and Alan Davies because then we would have no QI).
Love,
Clo
I was going to post about today and how we saw hundreds of giant bats* and got soaking wet and locked in Sydney Botanical Gardens. Except I started this at 10pm and it's now gone 2am because I just sat around talking for four hours with Coby (the guy I went bat-watching with), a Canadian girl and a Dutch guy about random crap. I love youth hostels, I really do (it's like freshers week at uni constantly) but now I have to go back to my room and my three roommates all go to bed ridiculously early by my standards, so they will all be asleep. I'm just going to have to sneak in and try to tiptoe up the ladder to my bed. I'm sure there was an excellent reason I chose a top bunk but dammit, it makes it a lot harder to be quiet at 2am.
*I am not even exaggerating. Hundreds. Giant bats. Best thing ever.
In fact:
Dear Australia,
I would like to take Paul McDermott back to Britain with me in June and keep him indefinitely. Hope you don't mind! I'll trade you any British comedian (except Stephen Fry and Alan Davies because then we would have no QI).
Love,
Clo
I was going to post about today and how we saw hundreds of giant bats* and got soaking wet and locked in Sydney Botanical Gardens. Except I started this at 10pm and it's now gone 2am because I just sat around talking for four hours with Coby (the guy I went bat-watching with), a Canadian girl and a Dutch guy about random crap. I love youth hostels, I really do (it's like freshers week at uni constantly) but now I have to go back to my room and my three roommates all go to bed ridiculously early by my standards, so they will all be asleep. I'm just going to have to sneak in and try to tiptoe up the ladder to my bed. I'm sure there was an excellent reason I chose a top bunk but dammit, it makes it a lot harder to be quiet at 2am.
*I am not even exaggerating. Hundreds. Giant bats. Best thing ever.