It's been a long time. but I'm here to lay down the journal law and pimp my life out once more. See how my words hide the fact that I've spent hours on end moving tiny amounts of liquid from one tiny tube to the next, in the GRAND NAME OF SCIENCE!
SEE HOW CAPITAL LETTERS HIDES THE TEDIUM OF STARING BLANKLY AT THE COMPUTER SCREEN FOR HOURS!!!!
But... I did totally overdose on the coffee, mmmm, sweet coffee, eases the pain.
I keep trying to get tickets for The Raconteurs but stupid Astoria either sold out or hasn't put them on sale yet... I've not been to a decent gig in over a month, I'm starting to get major withdrawal symptoms. I watched a busker on the tube for 10 minutes simply because he played a bit of metallica. If someone in the street hums a good tune then I'm afraid I might follow them and attempt to crowd surf.
It's fucking cold here at the moment, I took to wearing a stupid hat to keep warm by looking a fool and so causing myself to blush, mmm toasty humiliation.
Notice how I wear the flaps "up", it's the seasons new trend for self-derogatory aesthetes.
Been reading "Haunted" by Chuck Paluchnik, describes in great detail some guy "pearl diving" and losing the most of his intestines. Not great reading when hungover on the tube.
More cohesive rantings will continue, after this break.
SEE HOW CAPITAL LETTERS HIDES THE TEDIUM OF STARING BLANKLY AT THE COMPUTER SCREEN FOR HOURS!!!!
But... I did totally overdose on the coffee, mmmm, sweet coffee, eases the pain.
I keep trying to get tickets for The Raconteurs but stupid Astoria either sold out or hasn't put them on sale yet... I've not been to a decent gig in over a month, I'm starting to get major withdrawal symptoms. I watched a busker on the tube for 10 minutes simply because he played a bit of metallica. If someone in the street hums a good tune then I'm afraid I might follow them and attempt to crowd surf.
It's fucking cold here at the moment, I took to wearing a stupid hat to keep warm by looking a fool and so causing myself to blush, mmm toasty humiliation.
Notice how I wear the flaps "up", it's the seasons new trend for self-derogatory aesthetes.
Been reading "Haunted" by Chuck Paluchnik, describes in great detail some guy "pearl diving" and losing the most of his intestines. Not great reading when hungover on the tube.
More cohesive rantings will continue, after this break.
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... is the song lyric now in my head. Ass muncher.