1) Greece: Because I am genetically pre-programmed to like this regardless of its objective quality and merit, not that anyone can question the quality and merit of that breakdown, plus the ingenious and discreet passing round of the microphone when Kalomira needs to have her hands free so she can grope herself during that Jennifer Lopez impersonation
2) France: Because I genuinely like this and it’s produced by Daft Punk and I will continue listening to it as a serious song on my iPod after this whole circus has ended
3) Iceland: Because this is the most ridiculous/sublime entry this year and I don’t understand how a country of 300,000 has managed to find talent to put together a) a song that sounds like a hi-NRG Adam Rickitt b-side from 1997, b) amazing matching costumes combining fuchsia and black, c) a choreography where the two performers are following round all the different camera angles as they change every five seconds like that Chucky doll with the spinning head. Can this country do no wrong?
Incidentally, I am not implying that any of these people will win, it’s just who I like. Apart from Greece who will actually win.
On Friday I’m wearing the same G-Star jeans I wore last Friday, the same white Lonsdale trainers, but this time I’m wearing a Fred Perry belt to keep my trousers up instead of braces, because I’ve had enough of senior company staff snapping those against my chest. I also decide to wear a shirt and this shirt is short sleeved, it’s light pink and it’s from Reiss.
After work I go to the gym where I don’t use the gym but I use the swimming pool and then I go home where I have some salmon and two tomatoes, maybe three, who’s counting and then I head out.
And to head out I’m wearing: Energie jeans, Adidas trainers, black I *heart* NY t-shirt which I’ve peeled the I and NY from so it only has a big *heart* on it and I’ve also ripped it down the side to look like Superman. Also I’m wearing a big silver chain around my neck, which I thought might go, probably not though.
And this outfit looks like this. (Please note contrived casual pose with hand in pocket, trying to look cool, which only goes to indicate the opposite)
Then I take my ridiculous outfit (which I wore to entertain/provide laughs as Tom points out and I definitely agree) and I head back home.
For this trip back home I choose to take the bus, because the tube doesn’t feel safe for reasons I can’t get into, won’t get into and as I never take the bus I feel particularly lucky when the bus I have chosen takes me near my house – eventually.
At home I watch a couple of episodes of American Dad, then I turn over to a programme called The Greatest Ever Screen Chases, so I watch the greatest screen chases numbers 15 to 12, then it gets a bit claustrophobic and that’s when I crush half a Valium, go to bed.
Finally, I want to thank the people who've sent gifts through Amazon and/or monetary contributions and whatever else. I really appreciate it. Because I like stuff. And money/ And even though I don't see the blog as a job, and I don't think that I need to get rewarded for it, it certainly takes up the time of a part-time one anyway.