Nobody Loves Me...

1) listen to my favourite album
2) go for a long walk through my favourite bits of London
3) play guitar really really loud and make a horrendous noise
4) send a random email to a friend I haven't talked to in a while and I don't write to often enough

Any other suggestions? I think Suzy will have me put down if I don't stop sighing.

um, usually i start by taking a nap, but that doesn't always work and results in me missing deadlines ...

Also, playing classic happy music. I go for late '50s Louis Prima generally. Or watching the right TV/vids - not-too-familiar Simpsons is good, if you have any.

I'm trying to avoid:

-eating (cause I put on a stone over Xmas and it's still going)
-spending money (cause I have none)
-crushboys (cause I scare the shit out of them with my dog-girl "I love you I love you I love you pay attention to me I love you!" antics)
-boozing
-watching TV. it's boring, innit?

I am going out tonight. I'm meeting up with someone I am VERY interested in talking to (not a crushboy, in fact, not a boy at all) and then I'm going to the Arse Cafe. Maybe Hilton will turn up, maybe I'll spend the night perving on Pliny's asslessness. But it's far more likely that I'll end up reminiscing about The Old Days with Gary Ladybug. Hooray.

-"a cup of tea" is always the proper English response. But too much caffeine makes me hyper and hypermediated and hypersexualised.

Ice lollies are good too. The ones I have are only 33 calories, so that's hardly terribly fattening, and you shouldn't be worrying about that anyway.

Except for Rocket Pops. I like Rocket Pops, but you can't get them in this country. :-(

Right now I'm dressing up. Yeah. Look good, feel good, that's it. My suede trousers might even make an appearance. But now watch Hilton not even turn up at all... ah well, Pliny can marvel at my ass in suede trousers and be amazed. Or something. :-)

My other suggestion is Underworld-Everything, Everything, but again I can't see that being too helpful.

Well, not true, but I find watching the film I've nicked the quote from helps. Dancing in the kitchen is another one. Do anything really, anything other than lying on the sofa/ the bed will make you feel better, even walking to the shops.

same applies for recs: for instance, stay clear of coldplay if you're feeling down.

I forgot about painting!

haha, actually, the last time i felt like this, i put on "ghetto fabulous" by baxendale and it TOTALLY cheered me up.

I am waiting for chris b to put that on the Bad Advice ILE Has Given You thread.

Oh, also: Drinking! That's always a good answer.

Am feeling better. Good food, good talk, good show, good company (and utterly perplexing email from crushboy) and PLINY STICKING HIS TONGUE OUT AT ME!!! (excuse me! don't point that at me unless you plan on using it!) have all cheered me up immensely.

Aaaaahhhhhh... Pliny... he's so lovely.

Whatever tape I made right now would probably be quite odd. Does anyone want a star-rock wank-fantasy mixtape?

I don't feel unloved today, I was in the studio for most of the day and it was GOOD. Was in such a good mood that I asked Hilton to marry me so we could be the dronerock Sonny and Cher. This will make him squirm and be awkward in such an adorable way, the poor dear. I bet he'll be horrified.

But he still won't sleep with me...

He probably thinks I'm nuts. I probably am nuts. But that doesn't stop him from being groovy.

Hrmmm, Tracer you'd like a chewy, psychedelic bubblegum mixtape? If you're really like one, I might actually make one. Send your snail mail address to my yahoo account, and if the White Russians didn't kill my tape deck I'll make you one!

"Some Velvet Morning" is, well, dark psychedelic bubblegum. I'm thinking more "Anyway That You Want Me" and "The Grooviest Girl In The World" type bubblegum.

I am going to stop thinking about this now. Honest.

Also, going to pet shops always cheers me up

Pet shops make me miserable. The poor animals in cages.

God, and the Big Book Of British Smiles is on the telly. Fan-fucking-tastic.

Yes please! I know it ought to be brilliant.

OK, Nicole - Tracer just claimed the tape, but I'll make two. It will give me something to do that isn't moon around over Hilton. And it's an excuse to listen through my favourite records for my idea of the "Bubblegum Arkestra" that we're working on.

But that's it! I haven't made a mixtape in a year, and now I'm making two.

I should just get a dog. Really.

I'm not bothered either way by kittens (except, well, Hilton seems to be having a terrible time with his poor cat being taken away from him, which upsets me cause it upsets him) but PUPPIES just make me goon and sigh like the first Magnetic Fields album.

Especially this feller. He actually kind of reminds me a bit of Hilton (except Hilton isn't blonde.) They've got the same expresssion:

http://www.e-michael.jp/userdogs_thumb/ame2_thumb_1.jpg

http://www.e-michael.jp/gallery/nemuiyo_thumb.JPG

Please, please, PLEASE can I have a puppy like this:

http://www.e-michael.jp/gallery_thumb/kuropome3_thumb.jpg

I'd even stop whinging about how Hilton won't sleep with me cause I'd be too busy going on about how cute my puppy was. If only I could train a puppy to climb the stairs to my bed, then I could snuggle with puppy... wait, that sounds kinda kinky and it's really not intended that way.

Oh, Hilton. Oh, puppies. I'm not depressed any more.

I also read old journals to cheer myself up.

Sometimes I'll even call my mom or one of my sisters.

And, yes, I hated her.

::ducks::

I have a dog - it lives 4000 miles away from me, at my mother's house. It is a small black moppy poodle called Willie and it is a criminal mastermind.