I'm somewhat taken with the general level of anger in Lacuna Coil's "Honeymoon Suite" at the moment. Not quite sure why, but actually the whole album keeps calling to be played again and again. Which is fine with me because I can listen to "Falling Again", or "To Myself I Turned" many, many times.

Actually, I found a copy of 'Falling', from their first album and it always sends a shiver down me 'cos it's so much colder. 'Falling again' is basically 'Falling', but reworked to be less cold and dark. 'Falling again' is also more polished and makes an excellent end to the album, but it's nice to hear the earlier version just to get that dark contrast.

I bought myself Coma Lies (apparently it's 'Coma Lies', not 'Comalies' - a fact I didn't know until I actually got the album) last week 'cos I was rather impressed with it. "Heaven's A Lie" is just wonderful, in the same sort of sense as "Honeymoon Suite" for some reason.

Oddly, the music I'm listening to at the moment is cycling around Lacuna Coil, Pain Of Salvation's 'Perfect Element', Madonna's 'Ray Of Light', and Archive's 'You All Look The Same To Me'. Incidentally I noticed a few days after it happened that Archive have a new album out called 'Noise'. I'm tempted to get a copy blindly, but the only site I've found it on is in French, and I might end up with anything as my French is decidedly poor.

I do keep meaning to listen to Marbles, but the few listens I've had to it haven't really grabbed me yet. Sometime soon, maybe.

Simon has, apparently, got himself one of these new-fangled livejournal things. For those of you (like me) who don't know, it's like an more mainstream form of what I affectionately call 'The Diary', with simple inputs and general stuff like that. Livejournal has this quaint little notion of 'Friends' which you can associate with your profile with other likeminded individuals. So long as they too use Livejournal. Not at all perpetuating the truth that those who write in these things only associate with those who also write logs. Maybe I'm being unfair, but hell, I've been writing the diary longer than Livejournal's existed, so I can be arrogant if I want. Ok, maybe only a little.

The other annoying thing about Live Journal appears to be that it bundles the entire entry into the RSS feed which is bloody annoying if you just want to know something about the entry. It sorta makes the RSS idea a little pointless if it provides the entire entry in the feed. You might as well just read the page. Oh well, they can stay in FeedReader for now.

The main problem with FeedReader for me at the moment is that it doesn't appear to support Dublin Core date elements - it just treats every entry as being dated at the time it arrives, which is a pity.

Still, I tried out a load of other readers last week and wasn't impressed with any as much as FeedReader.

I've got a little bit of a hole in my nose now. Well, not a hole. A chunk missing. And it's a little tender. Why ? Because the cat, in trying to get to the windowsill decided to go via the bed. He became startled when he landed on my face and the thing that cats naturally do when startled is put out their claws. So he's not my favouritest of pets.

http://www.movspclr.co.uk/ is no more. It seems to have been disabled and I can't be bothered to renew it. At some point I'll move myself to another home. But for now, we're on the ntlworld homepages area.

Having finished censoring and tidying up the diary, I was left thinking "What on earth happened back then ?". I was very tempted to just go and ring Caroline and see what she had to say, but I would imagine that - it being 10 years ago - she wouldn't really care. It's gone and (mostly) forgotten history. Then I went to watch telly during tea and Charmed was an episode about a high school reunion. Not that I'm reminiscing too much or anything. Bah .

I found my old diary last night from when I first got the A5000. It covers a little over a year of my life from around the time I started Sixth Form. It may interesting - and quite disturbing - reading, to be honest. Quite a lot of things I'd forgotten from back then. I know I always say that I've forgotten things from then, and I know that I have, but I didn't realise quite how much had gone.

On the plus side of it, though, the Diary is now recorded here for posterity, although it has been edited quite a bit to remove stuff I don't think is appropriate.

I don't remember any other diaries I may have written, but then I didn't remember that one. Maybe... oh dear. I've just remembered one. It's somewhere in a box in my cupboard I think. I'm not convinced that I can even find it again.

One day I'll merge them all together.

Oh, because of this new-found collection adding to the diary, I've been forced to reorganise the files and storage of the diary itself. It just became too clumbersome to work with as it was. So... from now on there's a new 'permanent' place for links. Sorry about that.

If dreams are any indication of things that you want, I may be expecting a little too much.

The day before yesterday was a dream about having quadruplets and not being able to look after them, and them all running away. And the littlest was so very very tiny.

Last night's was about running a moderate sized open air bay-front theme restaurant with a marina at the end for guests to park their boats. The flooring for the restaurant was wood planked, just enough to see the water through it. Canopy's over the tables, each of which is candle lit. This was all somewhere warm so there was no need for any heating either. Since the restaurant was only open in the dusk and evening it made it a rather romantic type setting. So quite why I decided that the theme for the restaurant should be a tableside torture and execution, I'm not entirely certain.