Friday 29 May 2009

Creep

Usually, when someone's skin makes me want to cry, it means they're a massive trauma burn victim.

Wednesday 27 May 2009

illogical.

my plug-in baby
crucifies my enemies
when i'm tired of living.
?!

Sunday 24 May 2009

Goodness Gracious

I have found a new artist to be madly in love with.
Paul Mellender.
Check him out.
He's got a Llewellyn-esque love for the classic, uses dramatic Carravaggio-style lighting, paints in oils and does gorgeous pencil sketches with great realism...and is kind of cute, too, for an old geezer. Go look him up. His ID is Kourete on the dA.
Also, I can has a new iPod?
!

Friday 22 May 2009

ingrate austrian

i can't believe i forgot severin.

Sunday 17 May 2009

borzoi?

Ooh. Today was a good day. Not to die, just a good day in general.
First of all, Betts rang. Squee!
Heh. I always squee when Betts rings. It's rather humiliating, and probably annoying for him to have to deal with over the phone.
But.
Yes.
Also a woman walked by with two borzois! They're my favourite dogs at the moment. Tall, skinny, lazy, with big eyes. I wants one. I wants a big grey one, and I shall call him the Skraeling.
And he shall adore me with his enormous brown eyes and skinny muzzle.
Oyez.
Betts shall send me pictures of the baaaaby!
Who is probably bigger than me by now.

Saturday 16 May 2009

Piggies!

Dan is never going to find a piglet as cool as these.
GIVE UP LOSER!

Wednesday 6 May 2009

there was a scooter boy

So I work next to a Jimmy John's, right? And there's this bloke who works there, who rides a scooter to work. It has orange bits, and a skull and crossbones on it. He's pretty. I fancy the pants off him.
Has a swirly, colourful arm-piece. I'm so very tempted to go over during his shift and flirt the name of his artist out of him, but he really is way too cute. Glasses and dark hair.
Oh, I need to stop fancying boys with big tattoos.
No.
Wait.
I don't.