Saturday, 5 September 2009
Tuesday, 1 September 2009
Zombies are Best
Me and my friends are going to write a Horror/Comedy/Drama film.
it's going to be amazing. it's going to be about shoreditch scenester zombies.
yes. I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS.
it's going to be amazing. it's going to be about shoreditch scenester zombies.
yes. I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS.
such a freak
why do things from years and years ago still piss me off. i hold some truly astonishing grudges sometimes. GET OVER IT.
in other news. i'm STILL not hungry and i'm STILL pretty horrific looking.
any plastic surgeons out there want a challenge?
in other news. i'm STILL not hungry and i'm STILL pretty horrific looking.
any plastic surgeons out there want a challenge?
Monday, 31 August 2009
Sunday, 30 August 2009
mcfly and decisions
seriously, i fucking love them. I've been listening to them all night. I'm pretty sure i fancy all of them, but Dougie is definitely my favourite and i would like a poster so i can kiss it goodnight.
and I'm sort of getting to like blogging. it's like facebook but so much more self congratulating and ego enlarging. lalalala i can write what i want and you have to deal with it.
i should probably put it to some good use, but nah s'ok I'd rather just mooooan.
today was quite good in a, having 3 hours sleep then a seven hour shift and then having to pack everything up into boxes but actually not doing it and coming on facebook and watching mcfly videos and playing with spotify and every so often going down stairs for a fag and an episode of qi, kind of way.
im so late off the mark but spotify is well good. free music plz.
god i really need to pack.
i never know whether i like wakefield or not. there's always something to put me off it. but i really want to just go back and not have to even think about trains and getting to work in time and buying food for myself (when i actually get my appetite back) and making sure the house is clean and has toilet roll and getting pissed off cos stupid work went on too long and i missed the last train to st johns and had to walk from lewisham instead. however. every time i go back to wakefield i find a new reason to hate it. or rather i rediscover a new reason to hate it. it's so bloody boring. and everyone's the same. same people every day/night/weekend. in the same pubs doing the same thing they did last night/weekend. and people and situations never change. quoting the cribs then "nothing's changed since the 1950s". but that'd be geeky. i'd say not a whole lots changed since i left except a FEW little possibly significant minor details. so in short I'm not sure whether i want to go back this weekend, seeing as though I'm not going to offset anymore, might just stay in bed all weekend. although if i stayed in bed all weekend in wakey i could do it on my memory foam mattress. mmm.
this is my largest blog so far, and it's completely unintelligible. god I'm a proper rambler. not in the walky walky sense, I'm far too lazy.
also i need more blogs to follow. brb.
and I'm sort of getting to like blogging. it's like facebook but so much more self congratulating and ego enlarging. lalalala i can write what i want and you have to deal with it.
i should probably put it to some good use, but nah s'ok I'd rather just mooooan.
today was quite good in a, having 3 hours sleep then a seven hour shift and then having to pack everything up into boxes but actually not doing it and coming on facebook and watching mcfly videos and playing with spotify and every so often going down stairs for a fag and an episode of qi, kind of way.
im so late off the mark but spotify is well good. free music plz.
god i really need to pack.
i never know whether i like wakefield or not. there's always something to put me off it. but i really want to just go back and not have to even think about trains and getting to work in time and buying food for myself (when i actually get my appetite back) and making sure the house is clean and has toilet roll and getting pissed off cos stupid work went on too long and i missed the last train to st johns and had to walk from lewisham instead. however. every time i go back to wakefield i find a new reason to hate it. or rather i rediscover a new reason to hate it. it's so bloody boring. and everyone's the same. same people every day/night/weekend. in the same pubs doing the same thing they did last night/weekend. and people and situations never change. quoting the cribs then "nothing's changed since the 1950s". but that'd be geeky. i'd say not a whole lots changed since i left except a FEW little possibly significant minor details. so in short I'm not sure whether i want to go back this weekend, seeing as though I'm not going to offset anymore, might just stay in bed all weekend. although if i stayed in bed all weekend in wakey i could do it on my memory foam mattress. mmm.
this is my largest blog so far, and it's completely unintelligible. god I'm a proper rambler. not in the walky walky sense, I'm far too lazy.
also i need more blogs to follow. brb.
definately
going to just stop caring about everything.
ahhh im happier already.
i still hate everything.
also i feel like i do when i need a cig (like shaky and a bit cranky and anxious), but i just had one. i think maybe i need a drink. or sleep. or some food or something. I DUNNOR.
ahhh im happier already.
i still hate everything.
also i feel like i do when i need a cig (like shaky and a bit cranky and anxious), but i just had one. i think maybe i need a drink. or sleep. or some food or something. I DUNNOR.
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