Lucy in the Sky with Dingodile
Hot dang, Neo Cortex!
I've got nothing to say
Apart from I hate your guts. Particularly your duodenum.
Something annoys me
You. And Hansen.
tinymachines: I don’t remember getting home last night. Woah, really? So you don’t remember not having enough money for the taxi back, so having to give the driver a quick hand job? Man, I thought that’d be something you’d remember.
The Office US > The Office UK
interiormotive: And I’m British, I just find it so much more entertaining. I’m all for realism comedy, but I want to suspend a little bit of my belief, just for a minute, please? I’m willing to leave it at the door, hang it up like a coat or something. So yeah, up with the US Office. Yeah, I’ve been catching a few recently on Comedy Central and it’s pretty dang good.
All These Things That I've Done
interiormotive: “I got soul, but I’m not a soldier”. Those are The Killers lyrics. I like The Killers but I can’t even remember what song this is from. What sort of lyrics are those? That’s like saying “I got a plum, but I’m not a plumber”… And “I’ve got ham, but I’m not a hamster.”
Songs which give me smiles of late
Toots and the Maytals - Pressure Drop John Frusciante - Anne Neutral Milk Hotel - In The Aeroplane Over The Sea Elliott Smith - Angeles Modest Mouse - Float On The Strokes - I’ll Try Anything Once Nat King Cole - Smile Men At Work - Down Under
tinymachines: I want a girl who is pretty in her own way, who is as awkward as possible. One who has a good sense of humour but is also intelligent in her own way as well. We’d play chess together, ride our skateboards to around the streets, swap CD’s, collect vinyls, get baked and play video games. We’d lie down on the lawn and just look into the sky hand-in-hand, and the feeling would be nice....
I was thinking
can-be-infinite: about sidewalks. How old they are. Why flowers grow when they crack. But one thing really interesting I thought was when they’re first made,and people put their name and the year and possibly handprints. Do they remember that they did that? Are the local? Do they visit the spot every now and then? Was the person they did it with still with them? Do they come visit? They could...
Reblog with the shortest and longest song on your...
interiormotive: oldfilmsflicker: captainoo: Shortest: Curiosity Leads To Trouble / Simply Impassable// Alice in Wonderland sound track. 0:04 seconds. Longest: It’s A Fast-Driving Rave-Up With The Dandy Warhol’s Sixteen Minutes// The Dandy Warhols. 16:06 minutes. Shortest: 4 second introduction on a Bloodhound Gang album I’ve got. Longest: No idea how to find it out, but it’s probably...
Can you say tension?
can-be-infinite: My goodness. I can’t actually. I’m a mute. Thanks for reminding me.
alickboyer: Are the nicest people I’ve ever met. I went into a club in Yorkshire, whilst on holiday, and they are the most down to Earth, funny as fuck people I’ve ever had the hours to drink with, they actually made the holiday enjoyable. Because let’s face it, Yorkshire is unbelievably boring. But sceneic, I’ll admit. You mean Geordies, right? If so, you’re in the wrong place. Geordies...
tinymachines: whos counting. When I’m bored I think of the most exciting way to kill myself with what ever surrounds me. I find that, with a spoon and some Cadbury’s Creme Eggs nearby, the best way to go would be to scoop out my lovely eyes and jam those eggs in there. Either that or see if it’s possible to prod yourself to death.
tinymachines: A teacher apologised too me today, it was so fucking weird. I was being my usual wankerself (because I give teachers shit), he went nuts at me, I went nuts back at him, he sent me to the office, I came back down because the office was boring and he went to go off at me again but then we started talking and he was sort of over it. Then I was walking to the library later, and he saw me...
The similarities are peculiar...
Alistair Darling and Sam the Eagle. Similar, no? I wonder if Alistair Darling has ever had a puppeteer’s hand up his arse too?
I've got nothing to say
Any of you five lucky chaps wanna know about the physical and human factors in mass movement hazards? Yeah? Sure, sit down and I’ll spin the yarn.
tinymachines: it’s 9 am and its my last day of holidays and i have a stupid fucking cold. fml. It could make for a good excuse to skip the first day back, no? ‘tis my first day back tomorrow. Busy doing essays now.
tinymachines: Dear homies, Last night at some party I did not attend because I was studying, my friend commited the act of ‘dogging’. We shall use the names Fish, Chicken and Bin for code. My friend Fish has been tuning a girl named Bin for a long time, and has got with her on several occasions. My friend Chicken is not a ladies man, and latest addition to his love life is his right hand. So my...
tinymachines: Follow Mark He has a British accent, so he’s already half-awesome. Ah, this is why the sudden speight (or is it spate? One’s the children’s tv presenter who hung himself, and the other is the word I mean) of followers. Cheers Loch. And prepare yourself for disappointment, newcomers, as not much goes on upon this page. But thanks nonetheless.
Something annoys me
And that is proms. Proms in general seem to be shit. The Proms down in the Royal Albert Hall in London with a bunch of posh, old twats listening to music and waving flags. The proms in US films which make for nothing but bad dance routines. And the very same proms as above which are spreading to the UK. My college has one, and I’m going. I dunno why, really. Just a last chance to see...
Woah, two new followers who, as far as I know, I didn’t have to kinda force into following me by mentioning it over MSN. Cheers.
Got lots of work for the upcoming week, which I have had two weeks to do. Busy with a biology essay now. Got about half a page and am running out of things to say. Also have a history and geography essay in for Monday too, and another one for each of tose subjects for Wednesday. Ouchies
I read that Lady GaGa was a hermaphrodite. There’s a picture of a weiner-ish lump. One of my mate’s thought she looked hot. I’m gonna tell him and ruin him emotionally. He’ll never see a woman in the same way again, at least not without thinking first if they have a miniature penis tucked away somewhere. It’s gon’ be good.
Why, whenever I’m struck with a half-decent, slightly interesting thought, is it always when I’m away from the computer? I might actually have something for you to read if things weren’t like that. But they are, so now your here and, most likely, bored. Tough shit.
Days of speed
And slow time Mondays.