Updates and shiz

Updates and shiz

Crawling out of my plague cave like

Christ it’s been a bit longer than I anticipated it being and I’m sure the three people who actually read this that aren’t followbots are going to be mildly concerned I died or something.

Nope. I regret to inform you I am still alive, but other things got in the way, as is often the case, and I just haven’t had the time to devote myself to scheduling posts.

I also really, really don’t want to deal with a lot of what went on in 2007 and 2008 right now because they weren’t especially fun times and I know it’s not going to be fun reading for anyone involved. There’s only so much I can do to play the stuff in those posts for laughs and I need to be in a better headspace to tackle those before I can press on. I’m not going to put a timescale on this because I know it’s not feasible, so they’ll be done as and when some time between now and the heat death of the universe.

What I am doing instead, though, is a couple of things:

End of Evangelion-ing the existing posts, to indulge 16 year old Autumn’s seemingly terminal weebanism. By which I mean I’m going back over the content, reworking the bits I don’t like, adding a little more context or flavour text, maybe an extra video or gif or two.

They won’t reappear at the top of the page here, because having them out of date order will infuriate me, but I’ll start with 1997 and work my way through chronologically. Since I was banging posts out like a machine a few years ago and at one point in about 2019 had over a year’s worth in the queue, that’s enough to keep me occupied for the foreseeable future.

I guess if you go back and read some of them and go “oh hey this has changed from the last time I read it” then you know it’s one I’ve done? There’s also that prequel series I promised to continue, a diary entry from 2002 I somehow missed documenting entirely, and probably a few more B-roll posts I can rustle up from somewhere.

13/06/2024 Also! For unpleasant reasons too complicated to get into here, the content fairy has blessed me with some treasure from the grim days of high school – namely, some report cards, photos, and other random knickknacks I can squeeze into a B-roll post or two. I’m sure some of the pictures will make those nostalgia accounts on instagram very happy if I get around to sharing them. I’m being Rastamouse and making a bad ting good, innit.

When I eventually get to a point where I’m happy with this, then, hopefully, we can crack on with 2007 and 2008. I feel like graduation is a natural stopping point, so once I’m finished with the uni posts we’ll tie up the loose ends, what happened to various people, etc, there. Maybe move on to more general storytelling things since there’s some stuff I lost in the great Diaryland purge of 2003 that I know I documented but can’t be recovered. I definitely want to do something about the work experience placements I did after my GCSEs and various school trips.

I don’t know, we’ll figure it out when we get there. May I offer you a nice gif in this trying time?

03/04/2025 Of even greater excitement is that I have finally booked a trip to Lausanne in a few months’ time!

I’m confident I can get some content for us from this, even if it is just photos of things that look the same as they did in 2007.

03/06/2026 And similarly exciting, we got a Rilo Kiley reunion tour before we got GTA VI! I booked the day off work as soon as the dates were announced and spent the morning pretending to work waiting for the presale to open and it was an absolutely religious experience. 21 year old Autumn is very, very happy right now.

(Diego and his wife!! were in attendance but I didn’t see them, presumably because Diego didn’t want to explain his mid-2000s situationship to her and how he was responsible for getting me into Rilo Kiley in the first place by sending me mp3s over MSN in between pictures of his junk. Oh well.)

28/08/26 An absolute miracle has occurred: Rilo Kiley reunited, I went back to Lausanne, and… I got back into my diaryland account! The entries are gone gone, which isn’t surprising since I deleted them manually, but I can log into it and look at things and it’s officially the oldest account I have on anything, anywhere. Amazing.

One day I will do a proper update, I promise.

26th August 2007

26th August 2007

26th August 2007

I’d forgotten how awesome this song is. It turned up in a torrent I downloaded last week and, having lost the previous version of it somewhere between formats of lappies and indeed between lappies, I was glad to find it again. It’s one of those songs that has more or less been forgotten, especially now it’s about eight years old, but when you hear it, you always go “Oh wow this! How could I forget it was so fantastic?”*

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21st August 2007

21st August 2007

21st August 2007

Aww. I can see George the kitten out frolicking.

Life completion list:

  1. Go to all the continents.
    2. Meet Axl Rose. Disregarded as he would probably spit in my face.
    3. See Kirsty MacColl live. Maybe in the next life?
    4. See Rilo Kiley live. Done and done and done and OMGZ!!111
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16th August 2007

16th August 2007

16th August 2007

Oh dear. I fear my musical taste has taken a turn for the special. I went on a serious nostalgia kick, not helped by the A-level results coming out today and remembering getting mine like it was yesterday, and torrented lots and lots of old stuff, specifically all the number ones from 1997 to 2001, before the charts became lame, superweak and totally not cool.

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8th August 2007

8th August 2007

8th August 2007

I’ve only just acquired Tracey Ullman’s version of They Don’t Know. And I like it, even if I wasn’t expecting to. Chipmunky, but cute. Even if when I think of her I automatically think of her as the witch from Robin Hood: Men In Tights.

I say this a lot but god, she was fantastic. In this house we still stan Kirsty.
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3rd April 2002

3rd April 2002

These three posts were clearly an attempt to get back into paper diaries, and it didn’t work since this is the last one until September and I was using a different notebook then.

3rd April 2002

Have been thinking recently about making film of life and sending to Cannes or similar. Possibly Tate Modern.

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2nd April 2002

2nd April 2002

The second of our lost entries from 2002, which I overlooked when transcribing.

Unfortunately, we’re still in the Bridget Jones period. (Yes, I know there’s going to be a fourth film, and I’m sure that once it’s available on one or other legally distinct streaming services and I have access to enough wine I will be persuaded to make fun of it for the internet).

2nd April 2002 To Wales

So, we set off for the land of rain and sheep, mutti and me, at 10:45. We had to stop twice so she could relieve herself.

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30th March 2002

30th March 2002

This is one of a small number of lost entries I somehow overlooked when transcribing my original diary into the gigantic Word document, which is a shame because it’s a rather special one in terms of timing.

Ben’s name has come up a whole lot in therapy recently for tangentially related reasons, 2007-2008 is an odyssey of angst, complaining, and horrible boyfriends I’m not massively keen to take the lid back off any time soon, and so it seems as good a time as any to slot this one into the timeline.

30th March 2002

For all events between February 16th and now, refer to [REDACTED – diaryland username].

I feel relieved and terrified. Relieved because Ben is going to Canada. Forever. Immediately after his GCSEs. To live. Cannot quite believe it, that the greatest evil in my life will be gone. Forever.

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B-Roll Special: Tatstravaganza, Part 1

B-Roll Special: Tatstravaganza, Part 1

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31st July 2007

31st July 2007

shhh yes I know it’s been a hot minute, life stuff

31st July 2007

Ladies and gentlemen, for your delectation, a short musical interlude called “A Song I Made Up In The Shower This Morning”.

Oh, this should be fun, she lied.

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