I drew this and beamed it into my computron on my actual birthday, however seeing as our internet has been down since then, I can only unleashed the goodness on you keen readers now: at one in the morning after a snowball evening with Hannah....
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square that shit up!
Balmain is pretty cool.
When I got in at 5:30 yesterday morning, I was stranded in the city due to the buses beginning their services at 8am. At the bus stop, a gang member and his pregnant mistress struck up such a personal conversation with me that I could do nothing but listen and smoke with an inner terror equal to that of Frodo's upon hearing the nazgul scream. It was a situation that people do not usually find themselves in; first thing in the morning.
I made a shabby excuse, something about visiting Hannah who had my pillow (half true), and made my escape. I took refuge in a Starbucks: it being the only thing open at that hour. I ordered a cup of tea and waited until the first few buses were good and gone before I made my way back to the bus-stop.
Anyway, I am back now.
Seeing as the time-difference is five hours I am able to go to sleep early, skipping dinner, and wake up at five thirty in the morning and do things like haunt the hallway- sauntering up and down with the cat pretending to be a mournful ghost in the morning light. Or I just have porridge: the only food I have in the pantry. THE ONLY FOOD. I ate everything before I left. Seasoning and various herbs do not really count as food. Diet time!
When I got in at 5:30 yesterday morning, I was stranded in the city due to the buses beginning their services at 8am. At the bus stop, a gang member and his pregnant mistress struck up such a personal conversation with me that I could do nothing but listen and smoke with an inner terror equal to that of Frodo's upon hearing the nazgul scream. It was a situation that people do not usually find themselves in; first thing in the morning.
I made a shabby excuse, something about visiting Hannah who had my pillow (half true), and made my escape. I took refuge in a Starbucks: it being the only thing open at that hour. I ordered a cup of tea and waited until the first few buses were good and gone before I made my way back to the bus-stop.
Anyway, I am back now.
Seeing as the time-difference is five hours I am able to go to sleep early, skipping dinner, and wake up at five thirty in the morning and do things like haunt the hallway- sauntering up and down with the cat pretending to be a mournful ghost in the morning light. Or I just have porridge: the only food I have in the pantry. THE ONLY FOOD. I ate everything before I left. Seasoning and various herbs do not really count as food. Diet time!
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