- Fuck I hate packing
- About to mention being driven to drink and suddenly realising how persistently often I have made alcholic references or have photos of me holding alchol posted on my blog pretty much since its inception
- But accepting that its ok and move on
- facebook is evil
- why am I binging soy sauce when I'm going to Taipei tomorrow
- if I was a biosecurity officer at an airport, scanning a flight load from Hong Kong, and see a frozen snake-looking object curled in a foetal position, a giant silicon catepillar shaped object with rusty batteries, some hacked off peacock feathers, and a jar of dark gooey stuff that resembles cat vomit after a red wine overdose - would I arrest this person?
- Do I have outstanding library books?
- I only have one pair of clean knickers and one sock but plenty of everything else
- Please may I drive myself to Auckland tomorrow? But you can sit next to me. I'll like, totally be like, careful and stuff
- I fuck'n hate packing
Monday, February 11, 2008
Blinking #94
The foremost things in my mind at this moment are:
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