||[Jul. 6th, 2005|11:30 pm]
|||||Garbage - It's all over but the crying||]|
So I was watching the Hammer Metal Gods or whatever on UTV, for all of about 7 minutes. It was entertaining. However watching the moshes made my back ache at the thought of it! :)
But they played a band called "Bullet for my bloody valentine" or something. Now I'm not saying they're ripping anything off... but their intro sounded very like the music for Episode 1, Mission 1 of Doom 1. Still, overall, it makes me want to get money and go to Fibbers some night. A while back I just really wanted to cut loose for a while and just seek oblivion in that lovely stench hole. The reason I'd choose there is: they do good snakebite and black. Probably one of the only places in Dublin that can do it in any way decently.
Anywho, I'm getting slightly better at this whole poi thing. I've finally figured out the trick to the Butterfly. This is something I've got a feeling I should have mastered much quicker.
This may be the masochist in me talking but poi is getting more boring now that I'm hitting myself less. This is probably a good thing... mainly because I'm muchly scared that the frigging things will burst. Y'see, they're homemade. And I don't know how to sew, so if it comes to trying to make my own, I'd have to learn to sew first, and I'm not paying 50 quid just for something that can be made for under 5 euro. Thing is, I know they can burst. I managed to burst one of my first ones within an hour, so I may be a wee bit protective - I probably won't be letting people use them unless I'm damned sure they can use them. Lots of the time now I keep feeling like I should be keeping them going. My hands feel empty if I amn't swinging them around.
On Tuesday, when I was walking to the briefing, an unholy amount of rain Happened. Luckily I had an umbrella. After it cleared up, I decided that I'd just start swinging around the umbrella on its cord. So I was walking through greenhills (not exactly the most reputable of areas) feeling far more protected because I had a trusty flail, swinging it in a figure of 8. And when I felt adventurous I could throw a loop over my shoulder (without getting an umbrella thumping my back)... all while just walking along through Greenhills. Yeah, I may not be much good at it, but I'm definately liking it. :D