Quaint Streets

Marmite Crisps!!! (seriously, what’s with you and the marmite crisps?!?)

Pub, Telephone box & Litter bin on Quaint Street Corner.

Loafers & Jumpers.

no scrobbling… no listening to Mark and Tom’s sweet sweet indie rock playlists… and Slaff’s pumpin’ dance beats, or mopatop’s crazy rave mixes… wha- wha- whaddam i gunna do now?

breathe in. breath out. calm yourself… AND to make matters worse, on September 5th, my bff Facebook launched their “public listing search” which means that your profile picture and full name and your network & friends names (if you haven’t set your privacy settings) are searchable by anyone, even if they not belong to facebook. They now have ability to search for you and message you, poke you, or add you as a friend.

Sweet.

And by the end of the month, Fb’s public search listings will be opening up to the entire www via search engines. That means that Google have your number and that annoying ex-boyfriend you’ve been trying to hide from for like 3 years will be able to Googly you easy peazy!

My opinion: “That Sucz Big time Fb!” — and you can quote me.

My advice: “Lock up your privacy settings tiiiiigght! OR *run far far away* AND join twitter! yay!

i will now just go sulk in a corner whilst listening to unscrobbled music on my ancient iPod Mini (that is still kicking… mostly. battery life approx. 8 mins or about one Sigur Rós song.)

Robyn

Tom

These are some of the loveliest, warmest, and most generous people I have ever met. Thank you all for making my holiday in England so amazing! Can’t wait to go back.

To see where the Marmite Crisp Craze came from check out:
“Fancy a Crisp?”

From the top floor of the Angel in Bury St. Edmunds, Suffolk, England.

this is me at at Cambridge train station with no wi-fi during Stevie J’s keynote speech. coincidentally, at the exact same moment the new wikky-booyah iPods (plural) were launched, my pink mini’s battery died. it just gave up. iDunzo.

needless to say, i wannawannawanna new one. but which one? Touch? basically iPhone without phone, but wikkid wi-fi action. awesome. shuffle? boo. never liked those. Classic? 160GB. Holla!

Ok bed. Eggsauced.

NB. Worst moment of keynote: Shameless facebook plug. Boo!!!