January 2010
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Grrroupie
Hah what a brilliant night! It’s almost 7am and I feel like having walked 1001-odd steps. I literally threw myself onto Glass Candy after their amamazing gig. Well you only live once, eh?
Photos will follow sooner or later. Probably later.
Bon nuit
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Date Palm
We met in a coffee shop & we will meet again. Hopefully.
I can see myself liking him. Especially his ginger hair.
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It's Robert Burns Night!
Address To A Haggis by Robert Burns, 1786 Fair fa’ your honest, sonsie face, Great chieftain o’ the pudding-race! Aboon them a’ yet tak your place, Painch, tripe, or thairm: Weel are ye wordy o’a grace As lang’s my arm.
The groaning trencher there ye fill, Your hurdies like a distant hill, Your pin was help to mend a mill In time o’need, While thro’...
I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of...
– E. B. White (via fatalistichues) (via quote-book)
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...Oh and
..I am obviously looking forward to meeting Le Ginger Boy.
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What a Week.
I’m going back to London tomorrow, pretty much looking forward to this. It’s been great meeting friends & semi-friends in the Burgh but after last night’s drama it’ll be good to get flooded by some big city noise.
Sometimes I simply act extremely weird. You know when you hear yourself waffling rubbish. Well, at this point a sane person stops. I do exactly the opposite....
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In Memory of Le Ginger Boy
Just before I left London on Friday that ginger Swede bumped into me.
Ginger & Swedish. What more would you want from life? I think I should text him as soon as I get back.
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Sex With The Ex?
Now that I’m back in Edinburgh…He’s a total god in bed.
Should I? Should I not?
Pictures may follow. Obviously of him..not us. Ha!
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Yemeni Flights Suspended
Apparently, Britain has suspended flights from Yemen. Yemen has been linked to Al-Qaeda in recent years and in order to keep terrorists out this step has been undertaken as a preventative measure.
Personally I think this might prove successful if followed by other countries. The Yemeni government hasn’t been tough on extremist group activities within their own borders; that’s beside a...
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Iraq Inquiry →
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Edinburgh
Finally, after 9 hours of travelling on a bus..Here I am! Back ‘home’ in Edinburgh. How much I’ve missed it
when
you’re with the right peeps, wine tastes better than a kiss. well, almost
bullshit. what the fuck is that supposed to be?
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this is taking the piss now, the alarm went off three times within 5 hours in this rubbish student hall. sure, the firemen are pretty fit but I just wanted to sleep.
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note, it's 6.48am
Just got home soaked to the bones, only to save my books from gods drops of piss. I would go weeks without a wash for my books. I would even do it with a girl for my books. That’s how bad it is
And my essay’s due on friday.
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wait or not?
He: “I have to sort out things with someone before we meet again. Unless you just want to meet on a friendly yea-yea-nice basis?”
Friendly-yea-yea-nice is my granny. I think I better wait, mh?
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i just got back home…pretty knackered. almost dead, almost. went to a club called motherfucker. it was a motherfuck indeed.
one guy, two guys, three guys
no guy.
ugh
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Mend Wilde
I’m all over bound up in my essay, going a bit mental with some fifty words a minute. What a feast!
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it's growing in my belly.
I just ate a whole jar of olives. It’s half 3 in the morning.
That’s what is left.
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“No Trousers on the Tube 2010″
It’s only semi-official so far.
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better workaholic than alcoholic. or not? or yes? or..mh.
ugh.
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Booksbookspsspssbooks.
I’ve been hitting the books the whole day now and after every page I felt a magic hand forcing me to use some of my DIY-Air Freshener, which I’m very proud of.
It smells of lavender.
The trick is to put the right measure of fabric softener into luke-warm water.
mmmmhhh…..
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What a Night.
I’ve always been slightly put off by the thought of NYE.
Well,this year I’ve beaten the fly. A London squat, a good friend, booze.
It’s been absolutely amazing, honestly. My feet are dead dead but in a good way. You know that smart tickle you get when you come home after a fiddly night out. It just feels like you’ve been working out without actually having worked out at...