AWK

OMG
I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT SEEING 
ANDREW WK TONIGHT!!!!!!!!!

Should I leave the scooter at home so I can 
party hard?

Ever get the feeling you've been

ripped off
by every fucking
take-away food shop.

Convenience equals high prices and shit cheese and shit tomato
and shit bread and shit pepper and shit salt.

I've got to stop poisoning my body
with bad food.

Mail and kitties

Post Day 10

I love the Guardian crossword.

Post Day 12

This formatting is shite. 

Post Day 13

Letter from StitchyBritt,

it was The Snork Maiden's birthday!

Post Day 14

Motorcycle Licence confirmation.

I'll soon be a P-Plater.

Post Day 15

Ahhh overdue bills.

Post Day 17

I think I might have missed a couple of days,

but there has been days that I haven't received any mail,

so anyway.

This is kitty,
her name is Scully.
And she is ill.
:(

She vomits daily.
And now, she needs to go to the vet.

How to kill your husband.

Mail day 9

Good film, 

I guess I don't know that much about Paul Giamatti 

to know if he was really acting as himself

being himself etc.

Mail day 10

2x Bank Statements and.....

a competition I won through work ages ago,

finally I have the tickets.

I'm going to my first Opera with Mary-Jane.

Funny it seems so important to go to an Opera 

at least once in your life, 

but I probably wouldn't have ever gone

if I hadn't won tickets.

It's not until May so will let you know how it was then.

Mail day

Day 7 of Mail.

Dear god, I did not order this DVD.

Day 8 of Mail.

Will post some pictures of my new scooter soon...

 And post going out...

Winter/Festive Season Matchbox Swap
(www.swap-bot.com)

Swap being sent to Holly in  Miami, FL.

I love the Tiny Origami Sea Creatures Colouring book zine.
I don't want to get rid of it, it's too cute.

Staples come with me liking you.

Day 5 of Mail : - Credit card statement.
too boring and depressing to post on here I owe too much.

Day 6 of Mail:

Selling a business?

After being told to fuck off and to stop bitching
in a training session by A,
because I'd delayed accepting the meeting a mere 27 minutes
after it had been scheduled,
no information sheets were printed for me,
I walked out.

I had a re-scheduled training session,
with management chaperones.
Because you know, A and I work together.
and I need to know this stuff.

This time my information sheets weren't stapled.
I took that personally.

:(

Where the emo things are

Just watched
Where the wild things are.
What a horrible story.
They're all so emotional
and make everyone feel bad.

I can't even think of anything
to say, I'm a bit stunned.


Actually I did love the owls, they were cute.

I'm going to go and be happy now.

The more you want the less you get

I didn't sleep at all last night.

I played Words with friends instead,

I got bitten by mosquitoes,

I removed a dead gekko from my room (thanks Scully),

I drank milk,

I smoked cigarettes,

I listened to Andrew Johnson "Positivity",

I checked my email,

I moved to the other side of my bed,

I changed 3 pillows,

I played Pulp - Babies a lot.

I just kept trying to be still,

because I always remember 

Dollface telling me that when she couldn't 

sleep as a child,

her mother would say 

"lie very still and keep your eyes closed,

it's the same as sleeping".

Post day number 4.

The postmen were in the box room!  I had to be quick.

Another prize home, Another prize home,

Plan: Win house, Sell house, Buy nicer house.

I'm still not tired and that's scary.

My first want of 2011.

Well fuck me running.
i want iceland.




Possibly combination of fairisle jumpers
and Emilíana Torrini.

don't take me for granted

Sexiest voice in rock.

Mail project

My little box.

I love opening it to see what treasures behold.

Day one of Mail in 2011 Jan 4th 

  An overdue internet bill, confirmation of enrolment for Semester 1 studies

and a matchbox swap received from Denmark.

 

I'm going to use the God Jul ribbon to wrap M's gift in next Christmas.

Him being a viking and all.

Day two of Mail in 2011 Jan 5th

 Letter from Dollface/StitchyBritt and a prize home ticket.

I am going to win a prize home this year.

Letter, envelopes and a Zine about post.

 Told you it was very fitting with my idea!

And now I'm going to check today's post...

Day three of Mail in 2011 Jan 6th

The Guardian Weekly, which I don't get a chance to read and a Quickflix DVD, can't remember ordering this one.

 Hopefully my telly with built in DVD player will turn up soon.

(I've fucked my Mac so it only plays UK DVDs).

Alas one day I'll return to the Mother Land.

As soon as the guilt trips stop from my mother.

And my nan,

who's words of wisdom include:

"you should move back near to your mother"

"your mother moved away from me, and now she's sorry"

"I like living alone though, although its lonely"

"home is where you make it"

"it's not what's in his pants...."

New Years eve fizzler.

Pop.

Jesus fucking h christ,
it doesn't stop.
This is where my money goes.
This is why I can't afford a coffee today!

I also have mail delivered to my desk.
Dresses and swimming costume and t-shirt dress.
Yay, comfy summer.
I <3 ASOS.
And I got two of the same dress,
so Harriet claimed the other one.
I love internet shopping.

Totally awesome.

Pushing the envelope.

Dollface is my bestest friend in the world.
Why? Because after 18 years, she still surprises me
with little thoughts that we share.
Recently she named her cat Snork Maiden,
which aparently is from the Moomin books.
Last year I bought Moomin candy from
an Asian supermarket and remeniced about
watching the cartoon when I was young.
So I bought a book from Amazon.
(Not yet read).

We made baskets the same week.
We started crocheted blankets at the same time.
Then she blogged about making gift tag bows,
and I had just printed out how to make felt gift tag bows.

Little things like this,
that make me smile.

Knowing that we truely are astrological twins,
though she's the one that usually does the things.
I never get past the procrastination stage.... :(

So, today, unfortunately being 5 days into the new year,
but, only 2 days into the official post days.
Walking to my PO Box,
I decided that I was going to start a new thing.
I am going to take a photo of my mail box every
time I open it and photograph the contents.

By the way, my address is now on here,
so if you feel inclined send me something.

As I still had yesterday's mail on my desk,
I could actually start the project immediately.
Unfortunately,
the photos are on my phone
and the cable
is at home.

When I got to my PO Box,
Dollface (let me know if you're bored of this name),
had sent me a lovely letter, home made envelopes,
and a zine about mail.

Gah, I am so excited.
More later.... 

The sun and the wind and the long wakeful nights

There's glow-in-the-dark bugs
In my garden.
Seeing as I can't sleep anymore,
I'm going to monitor them every night,
There was 4 last night and now there's 2.
No there's still 4.

The good thing about insomnia
Is that it's very peaceful.
The bad thing is the achey body.

I'm moving house in 17 days.
M thinks it's going to take me 6
Months to find a place, and at the
Rate I'm going I'll probably move
Into his place and want to hibernate
And forget the world is happening.

Im glad he's still in Melbourne,

And glad he hasn't found a girlfriend yet.

I've resigned myself to the fact that I will be
Alone forever, I'm happy with that.
Some people do live their entire lives as singletons.
I just hope it's a quick one.

I'm happy, I've done what I needed and wanted to do.
But this existing, it's all a bit much really.

There isn't anything I want to do in the future.

Recently, A told me that I was a selfish, lying pisscunt friend.
I can't be bothered to say why, it has nothing to do with me.
I don't take kindly to being called selfish.
I knew this day would come.
and frankly my dear I don't give a damn.

I likened it to the story about the sun and the wind.
The sun thought he was stronger than the wind, and the wind thought he was stronger than the sun,
So one day they tried to prove it to one another and chose a man walking.
"I bet you I can make that man take off his coat",
"ok, easy" said the wind,
And he blew and blew and the man wrapped his coat around himself tighter,
No matter how hard he tried the wind couldn't blow the coat off the man.
The sun tried, and shined down on the man with all his might, until the man, becoming very hot, took off his coat.

The end

I don't know where I heard that from, but no matter how many insults you throw at me, I will not let you into my life.
But if you are lovely and sunny I will.
So don't try to imagine for a second that I will be bullied into saying sorry for not taking your side.
I don't take sides.

My father doesn't talk to his mother, but that doesn't mean that I will never talk to her.
We are each to our own and if that makes me selfish, so be it.
My life, my choices.

I am going to play sudoku. Bye.

Oh fuck this is funny.

via http://fuckyouverymuch.dk/

So this is the new year

Happy 2011
I can't find my phone,
so happy new year to everyone.

I spent the evening whitening my whites,
playing The Creeps,
looking for houses to buy in Wales,
dancing to music,
packing the house up
throwing out old school books
and watching the fireworks.

I thought now that I was older
it was important to spend NYE
with people,
I've had the last 3 NYEs at the Falls Festival.
So spending it at home is new.

I thought about making chocolate rice krispies,
but just ate the chocolate.
I hope that's not a sign for the new year,
thinking about doing things, but not doing them.
Fuck it.


Here's to waking up not hung over.

happy new year.