January 2010
Update.
I kindly request that you stay out of my life. Stop reading my blog, stop sending me text messages, do not call me. Because I will take it to the police, so do yourself a favour.
Offline
Due to moving house. I thank you in advance for your patience.
Realisation. (I stopped trying to number them)
Something I said a while ago, has really rung home to me. I never normally take my own advice, and yet I am assured that my advice is always sound. I told my friend that the point wasn’t about having a “relationship” status, it’s not about obligations and expectations. It’s not about stopping yourself from things because you can’t or shouldn’t, it’s...
Macbook Battery Fail.
February
I’m going to stand back up, and brush myself off. Turn my back on January, just like I did on 2009. Not all of it, of course. I’m holding onto the good times, the good friends, the haunts.
But I am not going to let anything beat me down again. I will always stand up. So, February, I’d just like you to know that I am ready for you.
What is a friend? A single soul dwelling in two bodies.
– Aristotle (via artpixie) (via sanantoniosound)
Thinkin about using my AK.
jager:
I gotta say so far it’s been a bad day.
This is sad :( I hope your day gets better sweetheart!
I just read some girls blog
On the first page she expresses her hatred for Blink 182. Possibly the greatest pop-punk band of our generation (let’s not get into it, let’s all just agree to disagree), and she’s slating them with “NO. JUST NO.”
And yet guess what her favouritebandomgzlolilovethem<3 is? McFly.
Seriously.
Are you for real? Get out.
So, Valentines day
idiolect:
jsb:
curtain-call:
I’m a single, sophisticated, charming, intelligent and beautiful woman. I am a Goddess. So men, if you can take that, I’ll be waiting in my chambers, lying on the four-poster bed in my negligee ;)
I hardly use the semicolon followed by closed brackets.
Anyway, what I never got about Valentines Day was the fact that it means that people HAVE to be romantic on...
270 is the new zero
I have 270 unread emails in my inbox. I whittled this down last week from several thousand. It’s all my blackberry’s fault. But anyway, I now only delete to 270, because those 270 are so scattered I can’t be bothered to select each one. 270 is the new zero.
yo new followers
emilyportch:
i’m not sure why you follow me, however you are always welcome in my massive hairy wolfpack
I followed you because we (sort of) met very briefly at Brand New! I was with Jack & Jon before I disappeared off into the crowd to collect bruises. So hi!
Tonight I am probably going to finish Season 3 of... →
So let’s chat. I got time on my hands for the last time in a while.
First you reel me out and then you cut the string.
I've only ever seen one and a half episodes of...
Half of the first episode of season 2, at the launch party. I utilised my free drinks to the max at that party, then text my parents at about 4am to inform them I hadn’t burnt down in the Camden fire, as they were worried I might have. In fact I had just been in a warehouse full of beautiful, beautiful people all night with no battery on my phone. You know the only way you get tickets to a...
I think what makes it worse, is that I found out...
This makes me genuinely sad. →
RIP J.D.Salinger.
Off switch.
Got to be around here somewhere. I swear this is like routine.
All God does is watch us and kill us when we get boring. We must never, ever be...
– Chuck Palahnuik (via artpixie) (via fallinretro)
effraye-deactivated20101128 asked: I'm fucking jealous that you have a Land Rover !
My dad.
Picked up the land rover this afternoon from the garage, where it was being “fixed”. So, this old beaten up lump of metal that my parents insist is more than scrap, now works again.
Or not.
He’s just broken down, and is currently waiting for the RAC man to come along and sing him a song to get him out of trouble.
I’m sorry dad, but I can’t help but chuckle....
Dear Anonymous,
Thank you for your note. It was unexpected, but it made me smile. Maybe one day you’ll tell me who you are, because speculation is a curious art form and I’m pretty sure I’m not very good at it. Previous guesses have proved this fact.
Yours,
Me.
Babysitting
Just like that, my dog has gone again :(
Hindsight.
When I was 15 ish, I met a bunch of guys in a band called My Minds Weapon. They were from Aberdeen, I grew up in Scotland so have an auto-fondness for anyone from home. I don’t remember how I actually heard of them, probably myspace or something. My friend Tom put them on in the town I lived in, we all met and hung out and got on so well. Not long after, I started putting on my own shows. I...
Friday
Friday tomorrow. I am going to go back to London, hang around for a bit, maybe catch up with an old friend from school (funnily enough on her way back to Kent), then go to work friend’s leaving drinks. It seems my company at this event is keenly sought after. This makes me happy, and also sad because Flick is leaving, and she is great. But! We are practically going to be neighbours now, so...