creep

i'm supposed to talk about boxing, the welterweight fight between ricky hatton and floyd mayweather as the topic. however, as it was pay per view, i didn't get to see the action and the five am start time (uk time) did me in. i can't wake up that early and i can't sleep too early either. but it would have been neat to be able to witness two great fighters spar. when is the dela hoya fight?

it's not easy being a sports fan. not a lot of the work colleagues follow sports (who cares who won the last table tennis world championships?) and none of my friends. so i live a pretty lonely existence. when you have no one to share your interests, it's like talking to a wall. but i got used to it over the years. so many extroverted atmospheres are not my scenes. it's probably great to meet new people at parties, but i always have this urge to distance myself from the penetrating gazes of muckrakers.

in another scope of fascination, the london concerts of both foo fighters and radiohead at wembley stadium and victoria park respectively, are sold out. the playdates are in june. but my sweet babe has told me that it's only sold out from their own websites. hopefully there's still hope.

it's also like the west end production of othello with chiwetel ejiofor as othello and ewan macgregor as iago. also sold out. i know i should have watched macgregor in guys and dolls two years ago. or try to sneak into christian slater's gig in swimming with sharks in its remaining run. but who knows something might come up in the next few weeks.