second call for those of you who might have missed it, my new journal is boags

a new journal, a new lease of life; boags

everything's the same ol' same ol'. and it's not that i'm bored and miserable, it's that i'm in love and happy. who would have thought that you could be bored and in love and happy?

i need a job, but only a part time job. i get too tired and too angry when i work full-time. my body and head just can't handle doing just one thing. i need time to be ( Read more... )

i was originally going to do marla's twenty five weird things meme, but one thing let to another and pretty soon i was writing whole paragraphs, so i cut it down to ten.

TEN STORIES, TEN MEMORIES

when i was twelve i was picked out of the crowd at the circus and invited to take part in a stunt. what i had to do was, after being fitted with a ( Read more... )

this evening i gave some arsehole businessman an absolute gobful for full on banging into a blind person and then walking off like nothing had happened. i mean, this guy was obviously blind, seeing as he was firmly holding on to his guide dogs harness, and there were three other blind men very close to him, and seeing as i was in a bad mood already ( Read more... )

i don't feel like writing. i'm much more excited about using livejournal to grab interesting feeds, ranging from earth sciences and astronomy pictures to syndicated comic strips aka sinfest, for better or for worse etc or for grabbing writers journal entries aka neil gaiman and warren ellis to yummy oddness like the onion, postsecret, new scientist ( Read more... )

already today i've made on old woman cry with happiness, sent a late birthday card to barry which i think he'll quite enjoy, and sent an early birthday card and a small gift to jenny, who i hope will enjoy it as much as i took a small pleasure in obtaining for her, eaten two bowls of sultana bran while i read the paper, sports pages first of course ( Read more... )

a picture of my bum that my girlfriend quite likes;


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oh, and pictures of the expensive and odd watch that my brother bought me for my twenty-fifth birthday;


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yesterday evening i spent an hour and a half painting a full-face mask at the buddha's birthday celebration festival at southbank. the woman who was running the activity kept coming over and telling me how beautiful it was, and half of the kids who were doing the activity as well stopped and stared at one point. when it was finished, the vendor ( Read more... )