in honour of charley and severus who seem, like, totally, picture-tastic.
my life, very briefly.
1. the soup is probably burning, so this is super brief.
2. not only am i a super-cocktail-making barwhore in a fancy-schmancy members bar in town, but i am also now a receptionist at a yoga company... i have to be in chalk farm (north london... i live east) at 5.45 tomorrow morning. and i have a flat tire to change...
3. monday morning. 2pm. 7000 words. "are art and ethnogrpahy compatible objectives in anthropological film?" ...
so far:
which makes me, obviously, somewhat:
4. the girl is still around... and so last night was probably not as early as it should have been... still, for someone so l ow on kip, so laden with deadlines, so over-worked... i don't look so bad, do i?
(that's dedicated to the camerawhore herself...
)
i promise to update about baku, the girl, the job, the other stuff that i can't think of, and, just to bore you all, i'm sure i'll sneak that paper in somewhere too...
till then, please, make me laugh.
or horny.
or dopey, sneezey, etc. etc. (not funny. sorry.)
oh, and go and listen to Louis XIV.
god they're sexy!!
****
8.30pm UPDATE
5. keeping you all up to scratch on this fucking essay
(only 5 days to go... i see this getting boring. don't you?)
... still: cool, no?
... ah fuck you. and the horse you rode in on.
6. a baku teaser... just to say thankyou for reading this far...
look, it's my hotel room!
you see, i have had this longlasting artistic fascination with those little, almost everyday objects that reappear everywhere. there's something so odd about their anonymity. i mean, this could be anywhere... only it couldn't. it is so definitely there and then.
you get me? or should i just shuffle back off to bullshitsville, population: me...?
thought so.
7. I'm going to take two seconds to agree with the delectable sophie.
i've been eating out, eating in, eating well, and eating ... well ...
and it's all about the last one.
eating pussy really is best...
8. my computer had a teensy little fall... and now is kind of buggered. only i can't put into the shop till after monday, and my eyes are beginning to go a little odd from the slightly screwy screen (blacks are luminous greens now... and the start-up screen is all purple...)
but then, the poor thing is, what, about 4 years old...
how long do mac laptops normally last?
(I feel kind of wrong talking about this whilst typing on her/it...
always was an overzealous animist..
sure it'll be okay. life always is... ooh look! unbridled optimism!! yay sex!)
beijos (the above the belt kind, i'm afraid)
ads
xxx
my life, very briefly.
1. the soup is probably burning, so this is super brief.
2. not only am i a super-cocktail-making barwhore in a fancy-schmancy members bar in town, but i am also now a receptionist at a yoga company... i have to be in chalk farm (north london... i live east) at 5.45 tomorrow morning. and i have a flat tire to change...
3. monday morning. 2pm. 7000 words. "are art and ethnogrpahy compatible objectives in anthropological film?" ...
so far:
which makes me, obviously, somewhat:
4. the girl is still around... and so last night was probably not as early as it should have been... still, for someone so l ow on kip, so laden with deadlines, so over-worked... i don't look so bad, do i?
(that's dedicated to the camerawhore herself...
)
i promise to update about baku, the girl, the job, the other stuff that i can't think of, and, just to bore you all, i'm sure i'll sneak that paper in somewhere too...
till then, please, make me laugh.
or horny.
or dopey, sneezey, etc. etc. (not funny. sorry.)
oh, and go and listen to Louis XIV.
god they're sexy!!
****
8.30pm UPDATE
5. keeping you all up to scratch on this fucking essay
(only 5 days to go... i see this getting boring. don't you?)
... still: cool, no?
... ah fuck you. and the horse you rode in on.
6. a baku teaser... just to say thankyou for reading this far...
look, it's my hotel room!
you see, i have had this longlasting artistic fascination with those little, almost everyday objects that reappear everywhere. there's something so odd about their anonymity. i mean, this could be anywhere... only it couldn't. it is so definitely there and then.
you get me? or should i just shuffle back off to bullshitsville, population: me...?
thought so.
7. I'm going to take two seconds to agree with the delectable sophie.
i've been eating out, eating in, eating well, and eating ... well ...
and it's all about the last one.
eating pussy really is best...
8. my computer had a teensy little fall... and now is kind of buggered. only i can't put into the shop till after monday, and my eyes are beginning to go a little odd from the slightly screwy screen (blacks are luminous greens now... and the start-up screen is all purple...)
but then, the poor thing is, what, about 4 years old...
how long do mac laptops normally last?
(I feel kind of wrong talking about this whilst typing on her/it...
always was an overzealous animist..
sure it'll be okay. life always is... ooh look! unbridled optimism!! yay sex!)
beijos (the above the belt kind, i'm afraid)
ads
xxx
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My dream item to make.humm, well I have this idea that all pants should have the option of attaching suspenders so thats gonna be an idea I pursue..!
How tall am I? I am somewhere between 5 ft 4 and 5 ft 5. I think I have shrunk an inch somewhere along the line as I'm sure I used to be nearer 5ft6 not 5ft4...so shortish i guess..
and breakfast.. well for the last 6 months at least I have been faithful to porridge
what do you eat? I have a really odd diet
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