A big yay for finding out that the artex I’ve been removing doesn’t contain asbestos.
Give weight to your thoughts, by nailing a breeze block to your head.
Charles Bridge, Prague, 12 January 2004.
The sun kisses my skin with the warmth of the
girl I once knew
in a different place,
The film is now finished.
Sadly the idiot boy didn’t get hit by a flesh eating virus.
Just watching the Sixth Sense.
Bruce has just told the annoying idiot nasty usgly brat that he is not a freak.
It would have been so much a better (albeit a shorter) film if a grand piano had fallen from the sky in the first few minutes, and squished the ugly-freak child.
That, and if Bruce had exploded just after the opening title sequence.
I hate the realisation that I am ordinary
you may not be yourself if you always try to protect others
who is protecting you?
Ages ago, I noticed a web page by someone under the name “alexthegirl”. I had a look at her stats (web stats, I’ve not been stalking her) when they popped up from the alexa tool bar and was astounded. If that many people looked at my page I’ve have to buy my own bandwidth. Shocking.
Do you think I should get my hair cut?