Nice post of nice stripy things.

After the last entry, the entry of angst and general whinings about people who are nice to me, I will post something nicer!! Some things that have been on my mind lately.
Warning: I am still in a bad mood so I will have to rely on the art of re-blogging.

Amazing, beautiful song. Conor Oberst is the most magical creature ever born.


Bright Eyes - Southern State - Shepherd's Bush







There. They are all nice. I don't have the energy or the motivation to explain how or why.

Brick a brack entry of miscellany.

What has upset me recently:


One of the only few people I kept in contact with from High School wants to catch up.
"Why does this upset you, that sounds nice!!" you say.
Well, wrong!! It's depressing. We have everything in common; music taste, idea of fun, idea of misery, interests, interior design... We agree on everything, basically.

Mathematically, scientifically, logically we should get along. We shouldn't just get along, we should be BUDDIES. Proper buddies that tell each other things and don't have awkward silences every few minutes.

And yet everytime we catch up (the group is me, her and another girl we went to school with) we just stick to small talk. Anyone observing us socialising would assume we just met.

It shouldn't bother me. I should just stop seeing them... but I want to understand it. And I want to understand why they keep wanting to catch up.

Obviously I like the person who wrote the note to me on facebook. But the fact of the matter is this: It will never get better. It's been four years.


P.s I didn't press [comment]
Instead, I backspaced my reply and signed out of facebook.

The Rules of Facebook

You cannot change your profile picture more than once in one day unless the second one is very, very similar to the first (to such an extent that is impossible to distinguish by the naked eye).

Putting a picture of a car or motorcycle as your profile picture automatically makes you a douche or bogan and anyone who reminds you of this fact is well within their rights to do so. You are not a car. You are not a motorcycle. If you are, delete your facebook page now; you aren't meant to have an account.

The only time you’re allowed to post more than one status update in an hour is if they directly relate to one-another or are very witty and non-autobiographical.

Your total status-updates for a day should equal no more than three unless this is the only day in the past week you have posted a status update. If so, it cannot exceed five. Otherwise you are a douche and have no life.

If you add people you do not know, do not be sly about it, nor attempt to sweep it under the rug. Be upfront and let the world know: “I am on the prowl for a higher friend-count”. Also, vacuum under the rug. You disgust me.

Do not photograph yourself photographing yourself through a mirror. (This applies to everything, not just Facebook)

It is difficult to photograph yourself enjoying an alcoholic beverage. Possible, but difficult. If you can pull it off, I take my hat off to you. But if not, you are probably a douche whom is attempting to appear hardcore and such.

You are more likely to receive trolling on your status-updates if said status-update is whiny or angst-ridden. People like to pretend they are insensitive because it’s funny. This practice of “insensitivity” is often rehearsed (or rather, enthusiasts sharpen their wits) online, in particular, on facebook.

On the flipside….

If you enjoy sharpening your wits on your friend’s miseries, chose to do it over facebook. Facebook can be very useful to those who like the perks of an audience but also like to hide behind their computer-screens. The truth is, insulting people is funny.

DAAS - Sailor's Arms

Tim Ferguson is hot.

I don't know if you've heard of the Doug Anthony All Stars, but if not, you are being DEPRIVED.

I, of course being the n00b I am, only investigated them last night after being sent direct links to their hilarious videos. But before then, I would just hear about them, like one of those secret clubs I am not in.

They're totally a hoot.

As if being a hoot isn't enough, there is a "hot Tim Ferguson" in the trio. You'll see the subtle circle I have drawn around him on the above image. ^

Tim Ferguson is the classic "random funny guy I automatically get a crush on and want to show off to the world and marry and meet and get posters of for my wall-etc"

Here are some pictures for your viewing pleasure. You're welcome.

Obviously, none of the pictures are mine. I am not the paparazzi.

Anyway, they're proper funny, you should watch their videos! (See blog entry below this one)

I cut myself

I was peeling potatos for mother dearest and then, you know, the stupid potato peeler jumped up and bit me. But that shall not spoil my New Year! NO SIR! I am going "with" it. I may have emo cuts on my wrist now but I am going to enjoy the new emo look and suck the marrow (ew) out of my current situation. (Note: Emo fringe)

Oh. What an emo.

Last night I celebrated the new year and the end of 2010.

I went to three parties (each for about an hour) then I went to Faith. Faith was dull. Normally, Faith is full of dancing Robert Smiths and Kate Bush's. And cats and such. It's usually a gas gas gas. But last night, LAST NIGHT, it was a fail.

So I left and went for a walk down the riverbank, by all the fancy riverfront mansions and across a bridge. Then I saw a dead animal floating in the river.

Do. Not. Want.

This is a picture of the place one of the parties was held at!! Isn't it pretty!? The loveliest couple live there (inside it looks like a doll haus). I should have just stayed here.