I sure do hope you that you'll visit soon and enjoy this video. Slash thanks for the night of the 23rd of June, I enjoyed your company muchly :D
Disco Dancing
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Sunday, April 24, 2011
I am the girl your mother wanted you to meet but I am broken and torn with hills at my feet
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Insomniac Yet Again
I can't sleep and next door Jacques is writing a song which sounds a lot like this one
It's perfect at this time of night.
It's perfect at this time of night.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Soft Toys are okay sometimes
Ages ago I made a deal with myself that when I started working full-time I could finally get a cat.
I officially start working on Saturday the 30th. My flatmates are uncertain about having pets.
But I really really want a cat.
:(
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
So, I'm a 'Blogger'. This is demoralising. Oh and a photo, what am I upto!?
So, I for one sure hope that you will be happy and the rest of all those fuzzy-warm emotions that go along with ruining an innocent boys "blog" virginity. I feel all dirty as though i was recently sodomised by a large woodland creature (see 'Elk' or 'Black Bear'). This feeling of uncomfortable-ness has driven me from my peaceful post on my balcony where I was enjoying the musings of one Boyce Avenue, to crawling under the blankets of my bed and having to fetch my 'feel-better' jersey. So I took a photo.

Sorry I'm not all cool sepia/geryscale/other effects with this photo, it was a 10 second jobbie and it shall do.
I'm slightly all freaked out and stuff about the idea that my mothers attorneys granddaughter in laws pet hamsters owners uncles pediatrician can look at this and be like "Oh hey, look. Love letters on a cork-board, kids these days!"
I think that this shall be all from me at the moment as I need to go and wash the stench of 'dirty-teen-blogger' off my impeccable man hide.
You should get a blogger account / gmail so I can add you as a writer. I can't figure out how to make the dropbox thing work and can't be bothered getting a tumblr? Plus it gets boring if it's only one-sided messages, I want to hear from you more.
Here is a picture of my eyes that I think is funny.
Here is a picture of me being drunk which displays my new t-shirt
I got Chris Rakete to make it for me, he has the original and I have the "too".
It's 'conceptual art' I think? because the sentence is ambiguous and because it swears and because it's blunt even though it's kinda ironic that I would wear it. I shouldn't be allowed to wear it.
Here is a picture of my eyes that I think is funny.
Here is a picture of me being drunk which displays my new t-shirt
I got Chris Rakete to make it for me, he has the original and I have the "too".
It's 'conceptual art' I think? because the sentence is ambiguous and because it swears and because it's blunt even though it's kinda ironic that I would wear it. I shouldn't be allowed to wear it.
Friday, March 18, 2011
Vikings, gypsies, nomads.
Miniature Tigers - Viking Hearts
My grandmother is really crazy. Really really crazy. And healthy, so she is outliving everybody and likes to make our lives interesting sometimes. She has some pretty insane folk stories about our family. Because we're dutch, it apparently "follows suit" that our ancestors must have been raped by vikings, and according to granny, this explains why everybody in our family enjoys travelling. I just assumed it was normal to have an OE.
My mum thinks that even though this idea is hardly an explanation for anything, there is a gypsy gene that descends through the family and strongly affects one member of each generation more than it does the others. There's certainly evidence to suggest so. My mum says I'm the one who got it in our family, and she thinks it explains why I want to move away forever.
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