Hearing damage

November 22, 2009

Last night was the Buzzcocks. Such an energetic gig – I can now say that I have seen middle-age men go mental in a mosh pit!

More later, my ears are still ringing and bed is calling. Must say it has been an epic weekend :)

One for one

November 21, 2009

I love my shoes and have made the decision to try and only buy them ethically. Sadly that means no more beautiful cons ._.

 

A few years ago I found out about Toms and promptly forgot about them until a favourite blog of mine mentioned them again.

The premise behind Toms is pretty damn simple; for each pair of shoes you buy, a new pair is given to a child in need :)

LOVELY! New shoes and a basic need met.

P.s. – here are the ones I have my eye on. Hurry up paycheck!

Never mind the buzzcocks…

November 20, 2009

So excited to be seeing the Buzzcocks tomorrow night with Blair and Kyla!

Ron, Ron, Ron Weasley!

November 20, 2009

I think I love you…

 

Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince came out the other day :)

Filter.

November 19, 2009

Polaroids make me extreamly happy (even if it takes a sneaky program to make them hehe)

twentythree.

November 19, 2009

Someone asked me how old I was today. I forgot and took a little while to answer. Dang.

Fireworks and hurricanes

November 19, 2009

Radiohead songs seem to find me at pretty pivital times of my life.

The last couple have days have been hard, trying to make sense of a tragic death of a guy I knew.

I find it odd how death can affect someone. I hardly knew this person, yet am still in shock and it has been an emotional few days.

“How to Disappear Completely” has been in my head for days now.  There is something so haunting about Thom Yorke’s voice in this piece. The string section alone makes me cry.

 

Sundown Syndrome

August 11, 2009

This past months attempts at writing on here have all been pretty dismal. I have five drafts saved, none of which are worth a glace at, nor worth of being read.

My mind is in rush mode at the moment, yet any attempt to get out what is buzzing around up there has been pointless. I sit and my fingers don’t move, mouth will not open and everything shuts down.

I get jealous of others being able to so easily open up and spill their thought.

Lets go fly a kite…

July 6, 2009

kiteWhen I was a kid, one of my fourite memories was of my little brother, our Georgie (grandfather) and I making kites out of brown paper, and taking them down into our backyard to fly them.

Image by ace tilley

found at Flickr

List

July 6, 2009

When it feels like I have lost total control over anything, big, small, no matter what, I need to write lists.

For the smallest of seconds, I get a sense of direction again.

I get a sense of being able to achieve something, even if it seems pointless to most, it is a thing I can do to keep my sanity and wits about me.

My Molskine is one of my most treasured possessions and it is pretty much always with me alongside a fine-liner.