Next Week

Blogging involves also talking about your actual life doesn't it?! Hmm, next week is going to be amazing. Sunday (it's the start of the week in Argos, and therefore the start of the week in the 'real world') involves work (boo), followed by the arrival of James and Grant. Not sure what to do in the evening as everything shuts down; I'm thinking possibly going out for some food to somewhere: I know that people from Swindon are sheltered from the Nando's experience, and maybe I'll enlighten them in the same way I was enlightened a few weeks ago.
Monday sees us 3 travel to London to go see Alkaline Trio at Koko in Camden Town; I've been lucky enough to see most of my favourite bands live, but never had the oppurtunity to go see Alkaline Trio, so I am so excited, it's ridiculous. Not sure what to do during the day, possibly just head up to London early and do my usual: Canary Wharf for a Starbucks - I wonder if they have a Costa though?! Hm.
Tuesday could possibly be the end of my week! It starts with me dragging James and Grant to a lovely Modernism lecture - I have been told Grant isn't too keen on this, but the lecture is on the king of the world - not Martin Elbrow, but Wallace Stevens. Lunch will then follow the lecture in one of the campus bars, followed by my lecture on some New York postmodern literature thing (I haven't actually checked who it is yet). The evening is the part that my abrubtly end my life: Millwall vs Swindon Town. Eep. One thing is for sure, I'm not wearing my Swindon shirt.

Wednesday will be either spent in A&E, or with my doing a presentation on the King of the World: Wallace Stevens. Venue in the evening too with the Swindonians, plus a medley of the Canterbury lot (basically whoever I can get out).
Thursday and Friday, and Saturday don't matter, because Sunday-Wednesday is going to be immense; I don't think I've been this excited in such a long time.

Currently Listening To: Alkaline Trio - 'Good Mourning'
Currently Reading: John Ashbery's poetry
Currently Watching: 24 Season 6
Currently Playing: Football Manager Live and Geometry Wars 2

That's the culture part done. Football Manager Live, culture, lol. Gonna end again with a poem; I think it's only fitting to put a John Ashbery one because I absolutely love his poetry and have spent all evening reading it:
John Ashbery - 'These Lacustrine Cities'
These lacustrine cities grew out of loathing
Into something forgetful, although angry with history.
They are the product of an idea: that man is horrible, for instance,
Though this is only an example.

They emerged until a tower
Controlled the sky, and with artiface dipped back
Into the past for swans and tapering branches,
Burning, until all that hate was transformed into useless love.

Then you are left with an idea of yourself
And the feeling of ascending emptiness of the afternoon
Which must be charged to the embarrassment of others
Who fly by you like beacons.

[...]

The worst is not over, yet I know
You will be happy here. Because of the logic
Of your situation, which is something no climate can outsmart.
Tender and insouciant by turns, you see

You have a mountain of something,
Thoughtfully pouring all of your energy into this single monument,
Whose wind is desire starching a petal,
Whose disappointment broke into a rainbow of tears.