Can you feel the knife?
I can, and that knife's name is June. I sincerely hope that i can exercise the necessary amount of restraint to save up all the money i need from now until then, the unfortunate thing about having a substantially larger bank balance than i'm used to is the ease with which i can wave a piece of plastic in someone's face and get what i want. It's like being jedi, no wait, a sith (a jedi would never use the force for personal gain, i deftly sidestepped that potential pitfall). When i go against the impulse to spend i go against man's nature to get what he wants, oh woe is me and all that.
Now i bet you're thinking "Gee, he sure has it bad" whilst sipping macaroni cheese from a yoghurt pot, or whatever it is that you skint student-types do, but believe me when i say i simply can't wait to join you in that special place come september, as i'm definitely not cut out for the 'real world' which seems to largely consist of filling out forms on paper which isn't white, and doesn't quite resemble anything within the visible spectrum. I've managed to unconciously develop several jingles which i use as memory aids for my national insurance number and my bank account details, the juxtaposition of a jolly pop hook with cold hard figures is a fitting metaphor for the joyless grin of modern society.
Today was spent drinking green tea and attempting to do some writing in an almost painfully self-concious-of-how-bohemian-it-is cafe near RPM, and i am fully aware of the grammatical inconsistencies in this sentence and the majority of this entry. I exited after approximately 3 hours, leaving a rather frightened duty manager and with a considerably lighter brain, unfortunately all i have to show for it is a short story seemingly about cavemen, which surprised me more than it really should.
Songs are coming along very well, and seem to be taking a Nick Drake turn, if Nick Cave wrote the lyrics to a Nick Drake song, whilst being channelled by me.
I'm fully aware that i've went on about me and what i've been doing, i'm not ashamed of this because, let's face it, i'm the most important thing in my universe. Honourable mention goes to Natalie...today Natalie, today you're practically a planetary body, and i hope you had happiest of birthdays. I apologise for not making the party as i was inescapably Geographically indisposed at the time, that is to say i was in Scotland.
Now listen to this song yeah, or this girl yeah, from like, the Grudge yeah? She'll come yeah and she'll delete the first 10 song on your ipod playlist and then say something offensive about your mother. Now copy and paste this to all of your friends or you'll wake up tomorrow morning and realise that you're actually a cunt.
Now i bet you're thinking "Gee, he sure has it bad" whilst sipping macaroni cheese from a yoghurt pot, or whatever it is that you skint student-types do, but believe me when i say i simply can't wait to join you in that special place come september, as i'm definitely not cut out for the 'real world' which seems to largely consist of filling out forms on paper which isn't white, and doesn't quite resemble anything within the visible spectrum. I've managed to unconciously develop several jingles which i use as memory aids for my national insurance number and my bank account details, the juxtaposition of a jolly pop hook with cold hard figures is a fitting metaphor for the joyless grin of modern society.
Today was spent drinking green tea and attempting to do some writing in an almost painfully self-concious-of-how-bohemian-it-is cafe near RPM, and i am fully aware of the grammatical inconsistencies in this sentence and the majority of this entry. I exited after approximately 3 hours, leaving a rather frightened duty manager and with a considerably lighter brain, unfortunately all i have to show for it is a short story seemingly about cavemen, which surprised me more than it really should.
Songs are coming along very well, and seem to be taking a Nick Drake turn, if Nick Cave wrote the lyrics to a Nick Drake song, whilst being channelled by me.
I'm fully aware that i've went on about me and what i've been doing, i'm not ashamed of this because, let's face it, i'm the most important thing in my universe. Honourable mention goes to Natalie...today Natalie, today you're practically a planetary body, and i hope you had happiest of birthdays. I apologise for not making the party as i was inescapably Geographically indisposed at the time, that is to say i was in Scotland.
Now listen to this song yeah, or this girl yeah, from like, the Grudge yeah? She'll come yeah and she'll delete the first 10 song on your ipod playlist and then say something offensive about your mother. Now copy and paste this to all of your friends or you'll wake up tomorrow morning and realise that you're actually a cunt.
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