Hello again, I’m here for a rant I think. Sorry about that. I’m having “one of those days” today, where things feel a bit cack, to be honest! I think I’m just bored of things. And I miss my best mate Joni terribly. It’s pretty pathetic really.
So, today my sister woke up at the crack of dawn and got the bus into town at half 6. No word of a lie. “What for?”, I’m pretending you’re asking- well inquisitive reader, to meet “pop” wankers JLS. Yeah, you wish you’d never asked.
After talking to her I’ve come to realise how scary the JLS phenomenon is. For years, we’ve had manufactured shit that’s out to do nothing but make money- but this time it’s just horrid. JLS, in case you’re unaware, is a British “band” who do nothing but sell crap. You can buy the JLS hoodies and sweatshirts, like any other band, but then there’s also the following shite I’ve seen:
Hats, scarves, dolls, wristbands, bedding, two different books they haven’t written, teddies, calendars, badges, annuals, diaries, mugs, beach towels, blankets, lunch bags, pyjamas, DVDs, stickers, purses, pencil cases, jewellery, stationary sets and even condoms.
Oh, and “music”, whatever.
The clever thing is, each member has their own colour as well- so you’re looking to have to buy four of some of those things to be a “real JLS fan”. If you put some make up on these divvies, you’d be forgiven for thinking they’re Gene Simmons’ merch-peddling bastard children. I can’t even be bothered to think about how much my sister has spent on these glorified salesmen. Basically, JLS are the Donald Trump of shite boy bands. And I’m scared.
While I’m not busy hating JLS, I have a job. Today was a weird day, where it feels slow but I managed to get more done than I thought. Tattoosday UK now has an updated conventions calendar, and I managed to write something for Tattoo.TV about a new proposal for Washington, which will require all tattoo artists to have served a three year apprenticeship. I’m strangely proud of how I managed to be so critical and pretend I’m smart when I’m this tired and grumpy, so I’d suggest you check it out here.
Oh, go on then, here’s a picture of a stupid tattoo:
I should probably say here as well that I’m meeting with my tutor for my dissertation either tomorrow or Friday, so I’ll probably write about that. If you’re new here, I’ll fill you in simply by letting you know that for my university dissertation, I’ll be doing some research into the careers advice service and individuals with tattoos. I won’t be talking about that on Tattoosday UK, only on this blog.
And there’s your lot for today, cheers for reading!