Muuuuugh... *crunch, snap, rip, fleshy noises, chewing,*
Hey all,

Feeling pretty good. Jen has already summarised my weekend very nicely, so I shall merely offer some clarification:

1. Zombies are infinitely cooler than vampires.
2. Hitting zombies with swords ranks highly on my happy list.
3. Vampire Hunter D is a damn good film. As is Ghost in the Shell (thought not as good as Innocence).
4. David Bowie's crotch has a gravitational pull.
5. Jenni is nothing like the girl in labyrinth. Most definitely not...
6. My romantic side consists of zombie noises in what I deem an affectionate tone.
7. Jenni's friends are nice but slightly intimidating (and make cool music).
8. I am not pretty.

Had a really good psychoanalysis seminar today, where I found out that my tutor is actually a nice guy, and does have shreds of humanity ('My job is fucking difficult at the moment, and if I get through this week without killing myself it'll be a miracle'). We discussed Freud's death drive, then moved onto the Marquis de Sade, Vampires (those in Buffy and Lost Boys), finally deducing that smoking is a. cool, and b. an example of juissance as opposed to enjoyment. Lesbian vampires on friday, JG Ballard next Tuesday, I can hardly wait.

Anyway, not much else to say. I need to start noting on the idea of Auden as postmodern, but I'd rather play Resident Evil and watch Excalibur. Meh. What can you do?

As much as I love Leeds, and think it infinitely superior to anything the South has to offer, I wish I was there right now...

Love Michael.

*kisses and zombie groans*