So I did my radio show today...

I never want to do another radio show in my LIFE.

The first half I had some mad bloke waving a scrift in my face that I had to read, which made me sound really fake and i couldn't see it properly so I sounded like I couldn't speak Englsih. So then I told him where to put his script and it got better in the second half when I was doing improv.

But then I was about to play Gareth Gates and was raving along about how good he was (ahem) and when I played the song I forgot to turn the Mike fader on so everyone heard when I turned to Kate and said 'I fucking hate Gareth Gates, why won't he just curl up and die?' =\

Do you have any idea how hard it is to sound entusiastic about bands you hate? I was doing a phone in competition about this complete tit called Richard John Thomspon and had to pretend he was my favourite singer EVER lyk. As if. He's more boring than Physics.

Anyhoo. So that was a total disaster. On the plus side, I didn't need to get up at the crack of dawn to catch a bus because I didn't need to be in till 12. And a tramp brought me a smoothie today =]

xoxo