i feel like one of those geriatrics in nursery homes who talks about the weather all the time, it's bizarre what 5.9 scale earthquakes will do to someone. -i didn't feel it, i'll clarify that, it was approximately 250 km north of welly, but my good lord. the country's waiting for a big one, and i can't decide if i want it to happen while i'm here just to have survived it, or if i don't want to be here for it because i'm too chicken. i get "stand in a doorway" as the first option, but if this happened while i was outside? coming up the godforsaken bolton hilll? blaaaah no seti no more.
i woke up with a strange dream that i was being chased by green beans, chopsticks and muesli, and now i can't go back to sleep. i've spent the last 3.5 hours sleeping trying to get rid of my migraine, but it's only getting worse, from my forehead down my shoulders. so i should sleep, really, but instead i'm sitting here listening to dan carlin and browsing
TasteSpotting, which ..is another death of me. but i'll actually take this latter option, just look:
on a last note, i want to share lenny henry with whoever hasn't heard of him. i hadn't heard of until he came to nz for his "where you from?" tour. he's pretty damn funny, i really enjoyed his stand up.. not that i should be watching this right now when everything hurts when i laugh. but y'all watch and laugh, cause he is too good to miss.
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"I wrote the book as a tribute! I'm a patriot"
"Yeah, you're the Milli Vanilli of patriots! You lied about fighting in the Vietnam War. It's like - It's like punching the American Flag in the face goddammit!"