Saturday, September 30, 2006

This could be it

You seemed to bounce off glass walls
-TD

Saturday, September 23, 2006

la da la di da da la da ti da da la da ta da da da

you know, that image doesn't actually seem that disturbing... i don't know what that means, maybe good... maybe bad.... well who knows.

actually now that i think about it...

who is making you dance with feathers????

i have feather is my hat from france, do you want to borrow them?
i'll have them sent over...
well no i won't but the thought was there, right??

oh i don't know anymore... time isn't what it used to be and these skelitons of train tracks are only leading me in the wrong direction... away from home... where is home? i don't know, so i guess they're just leading me... bleeding me... i miss you...

i drink red wine and eat fish at gabrella's house... i'm not gonna eat for a week.. in napoli it seems that dinner means 6 dishes and 3 desserts, and wine wine wine... wine... wine

ahhh...

Friday, September 22, 2006

so far

well i was in paris, and i was in stockholm before that...
now i'm in Napoli, and then tomorrow pompei and then roma... and then hit a bit of a wall but thats ok.. we'll see...

ummm...

stockholm... (it's just because we live in fucking Amal, if you lived in Stockholm you'd have loads of girlfriends)
partying with Jenny and stuff...

skull (cheers)
tak (thanks)
Kanarella (Mushroom) (it was mushroom season)

Paris... yeah the paris, yeah the tower thingy and the windmill thingy and that lisa thingy and that black cat thingy and yeah well hard not to love it...

Napoli... ocean!!! Stars!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(they don't have stars in edinburgh for as much as i can tell)
Pasta and Vino at Giovanni's house, terrace!!! (you know what mean, he has terrace!!!)

narrow streets and mopeds,
beautifully bitter coffee and moss growing and stones... also crosses, lots of crosses and churchs...

well that about sums it up for me

my pen leaked all over my hand, and my water bottle leaked all over my ipod... well looks like it's back to the stone age, no music and no pens... how am i gonna finish those rock paintings now????? stupid mammoth is gonna get away!

dear pickle;
ring is too heavy, you cannot carry it for me, but maybe you can carry me???
oh Sam...

dear tom;
are you still tall?

dear kape;
don't go running away till i get back

dear grape;
you're light x

dear wife;
take care of husband for me

dear Kim; (melbourne)
So like January right?

dear jepenny;
my crow is on my hat keeping me safe

dear Caitlin;
I'll never stop either x

it's hot in Napoli, gonna have to migrate to cooler climates... hmmm... moscow (yep that'd about do it)

x

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

Pickle And Lip

Oh... Shut up and shag me and kill me you gorgeous bastard!!!

Promise you'll never leave me
Oh, right yes... I promise...
Right I'm off then

yes quite.

we'll get him to wear the gimp mask sir

oh sam...

hmmm...

sner blurr???


I don't care if they know if we're married, because...

I LOVE YOU TOO MICHELLE!!!!

oh pickle..

oh pea..

oh dear he's gone

my heart is like stone...

i must ask you to shut your mouth when you're taking to me!!

gentle sir

What?

happy birthday spikey dave.

right...

I'm off then to take my arm, travel to Corisent sir, jedi temple, kill younglings sir... yes sir, then can we save my wife sir from certain death sir, cos i know that it is not from a jedi but only through you that i can learn these powers... yes sir
right yes
yes sir
oh i am ever so sade sir and fear is leading to hate sir...
i just have to finish building this shinny gay robot sir, i hope he finds a like-minded midget robot that only talks in beeps to share his life with... and his oil

BRING ME WOOD AND OIL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!