I’m not so important to you that you can blame me for your bad day, so just fucking don’t.
Category: General
A fun thing.
Had a fun thing at James & Heloise’s, including watching a video from when James & I were about 16… And also about 19… Was quite weird for Little Red… I took a lot of photos, some of which are quite cool, but they – like all the pictures from the Chinese Lantern Festival – have to wait until I get my space quota increased, and that requires waiting for Dylan to do it..
Too much thoughts for such a small head!
I don’t even remotely understand this stuff, but it sure is… cool / weird.
Me, all hot and wet and naked.
An injured and very sore shoulder forced me to take a big hot bath – something I don’t usually like to do – thoughts of people soup spring to mind… I’m definitely a shower person.
I’ll give you a moment to think about me in the shower now.
Done? Right, so I am also silly, as you’ll know, and decided it would be appropriate to put my head under, open my eyes, and blow bubbles for the camera – opening your eyes underwater when you have soap and stuff in the water probably isn’t a good idea. I proved this.
My baby in oils.
Party at Sproull’s place…
Mother buskers.
Baby and I went down into the city to have a look at the buskers (there’s some sort of busking festival thing on), didn’t have much luck, due to work commitments today we couldn’t get there till late, so it’ll have to be another day. Tried to take a picture of some really scungy looking buildings, but what turned out emphasised the good…
Found another thing for the Street Art page.
Also, one of my fishies is looking like it wants to die… It’s been sitting in the corner and not moving… Poor little Hungry, he was always being picked on by the others, so maybe it’s not surprising he’s gone antisocial.
Fush and chups.
Fish & Chips for dinner – and some surprisingly good won tons, considering we got them from one of those dodgey places with no seats… Harkens back to the layout of the old Uncles places, if anyone remembers them.
This shiznit is the shiznit.
People who know me, know I don’t often do product testimonials, but this site is the shiznit!
Turns out what he hunts ain’t wabbits…
If you’ve ever read a book by Hunter S. Thompson, you might have noticed that he’s actually better only in small doses… So maybe just read a few pages a day, or whatever. But even better than that, is skipping all his old stuff entirely and just reading the modern shiznit. Check out this little rant, which is full of all to much obviousness for people on the outside of the US looking in, but might be cutting and insightful to people on the inside looking at their own navels.