I am now the proud owner of an HD plasma panel. And about to be the proud owner of a PS3 and some Blu-Ray discs to play on it. I think I’m quite happy about that but also quite poor. Oops new iTunes 7.6 supports 64bit Vista *at fucking last* so I was able last night to reacquaint my iPod Touch with my laptop and delete VMWare and 5 gig of virtual XP. Also, new 1.1.3 upgrade. Apparently I can now put shortcuts to web pages on my home screen. Woo. iPhone users can now SMS more than one person at once too. Woo! Fuckwits Google maps for iPhone got a big revamp and can now work out where you are roughly by GSM triangulation apparently, which is like a poor man’s GPS. Could be fun. Apparently I need to pay $20 dollars for all the apps that come with the iPhone to get them on the touch, even though I’ve already got them all. So I’m guessing they might make 1.1.3 a bit harder to jailbreak as they’ll actually lose money out of it this time. Found a free first episode of something called Damages on iTunes. It’s apparently on the beeb now too, so I might start watching it, it’s vaguely interesting. So yeah. The weekend was mostly spent watching telly. Oopsie. The Fountain looks gorgeous on it, but it’s also available on Blu-Ray so I’ll be getting that come payday I thinks. Friday we went to Music is my Boyfriend in Kilburn as peoplepoo was playing and had guestlisted me (yeah baby, I never go anywhere where I’m not listed...). blaireatedcookie was there having escaped Scotlandshire, along with zaty, Adam, Gareth, Léigh, various other people and an Iggy I managed to avoid. The first band were so shit I’ve forgotten their name, but the second band, Cats in Paris were amazing — I shall be acquiring their EP I think. Terry got everyone dancing, even though Blair remained unimpressed and then the Wave Pictures attempted badly to be a sensible band. Having seen then at the George last month I was unimpressed with them. They were a lot more relaxed, a lot more fun and in their element. Plus, did they kill Mr Violin or what? Incidentally, boys, Radiohead are playing Rough Trade East tonight at 8pm. Doors open at 7 and it’s free. If you fancy being squashed like a sardine in a can into East London, pop down to Rough Trade (just round the corner from Truman Gallery, Brick Lane) and tell them Scottypoos sent you. Not that they’ll care, mind...