Which do you prefer?
~ La petite mort vous obtient plus près de Dieu - The little death gets you closer to God
~ Pour mourir la petite mort est de devenir plus près de Dieu - To die the little death is to become closer to God ( Read more... )

JUST LETTING EVERYBODY KNOW: Alita-sue poledanced (or was it stripped?) to Genie in an Bottle by Christina Aguilera on the Titanic in year seven. Eight? Back when all the happy puppies were bartending in the dark. Oh, memories ( Read more... )

The traffic control guy at Lidcombe station got stabbed today. The station construction forced the adjacent road into a one lane, one way street and the traffic's been diverted. We have two traffic control people there everyday, smiling, smoking, twirling their stop/slow signs and wondering why they never went to uni. Apparently, they weren't fast ( Read more... )

Alright, ok. I've caved. More procrastinaty coke and shit. The neuro exam tomorrow is almost an hour long, with only 30 MCQ. Mega N said it would be easy. I am teh god at cranial nerves and cortical divisions right now. I'll change my mind tomorrow ( Read more... )

Although, yes, it's raining like it's 1974, the above quote is a sad, sad, 'sad' line out of the Melbourne suicide pace myspace. Myspace causes death. Wah. Boo hoo. Nobody loves me.

After reading ljsecret just then, I realised that there could be a massive wave of suicides after the last Harry Potter comes out - all those fashionably depressed ( Read more... )

With the huge stretch of only one week of holiday, I've been a-browsing the interwebz instead of being productive. I've run out of wool already for Jazzo's jumper, it lasted for the back piece and half the front. My latest hangout is Cute Overload which eventually had me clicking through to this:

These kittens are named Ruth and Jeeves. They are ( Read more... )