No. My brother thinks anything with even a slight shade of brown is burnt and must go in the trash. The ones that were still edible he ate and they were all gone by the time I got out of bed.
I remembered what song it was! Mowgli's Road by Marina and the Diamonds. I'm now obsessed again. Now to get some writing done so this night of staying up so late is actually worth something.
After talking with my friend (who's a writer), I have this sudden urge to start creating a cast and a story... Something with superheroes would be really rad. I dunno why. Hmmm. Maybe I'll actually take the initiative with this inspiration and just roll with it.
Been awake for 16 hours, just got them dropped off at the airport and now it's time for bed. Night/morning EC. Also, this Gaytheist was on the radio this morning.
Eugh, you've reminded me that I have to be on radio on Saturday. :dry: I actually have to compile my stuff and work with my partner to have something original this week.
My dad is so Finnish that he puts pickled or smoked fish in literally every second dish. :lol: Breakfast? Not without pickled herring! Lunch? Incomplete without salmon! Dinner? Has to be served with fish as the main course or at least with some fishy monstrosity afterwards. At least he's not my aunt who thinks hapansilakka/surströmming (sour rotten herring) should be served at least once a week. They're walking stereotypes. I feel your pain.
I think I have a new favourite nightclub now. Sub Club last night was awesome - it had been a while since I had gone out and had a good dance to some sweet, sweet techno.
