justbreathe

Wednesday, February 08, 2006

emmmm,again, said list...

7 books...

Wuthering heights
the Bell Jar
Life of Pi
On the road
Winnie-the-pooh
One hundred secret senses
East of Eden

7 things i can't do...

cook well
maths
laugh on cue
keep my car tidy
dance to shit music
plan or type
play an instument

7 things i say....

Oh for fucksake!
Hideous
hows it goin'?
good one.
Sit down an be quiet!
Right, today we're going to...
I hate my job

7 films...

Donnie Darko
The goonies
Breakfast at tiffanies
y tu mama tambien
one flew over the cuckoo's nest
kiss kiss, bang bang
legends of the falls

7 things to do before i die...

fall in love with someone who loves me back the same
travel to south america
do some volunteer work
live in a cottage by the sea
be in a play.
go horse riding in a warm field
work somewhere i feel good

ok,i think i did pretty frickin' well,that's it yo!!not doin the rest,ok???thanks..

said list...

Thursday, February 02, 2006

oink oink

this is wilbur all!!! how cute is he??a great thanks to AB for pointing that link out,suffice to say a childhood dream has been accomplished finally, always wanted a pig and couldn't for the life of understand why we couldnt get one,considering they only would have eaten leftovers and the like.......
will get to that cursed list yoke later,sigh...

Saturday, January 28, 2006

two annoying things

are:

1....the rancid falling down sock.curse you bastard! ive just started my walk on the beach and you are currently riding under my heel.you've ruined my day,gah!

2.....feeling nauseas but not actually barfing.it's like, either puke or don't. unless,it couldn't mean.....nooooooooooooooo! wait a minute,oh yeh,i havent had sex.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

i love you noam!

you know when you hear someone's name being mentioned casually by several different people over the course of a few weeks, untill you eventually have to say, who the hell is this noam chomsky ????? well,that was me, and by golly my curiosity got the better of me and when the opportunity arose to see him speak at ucd i bloomin' well grabbed it.

however, let me give you a piece of advice. if you're going to see a a highly respected speaker/philosoher for goodness sake, eat before you go!!! i was so excited to see noamy and had had a long day. of course no sooner was i in the venue when i got hideously and distractedly hungry.i started squirming in my seat, i couldnt concentrate on all the important stuff he was saying.i started to imagine his head as a giant burger.....that was the low point.curse my stomach!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! it let me down bigtime.by the end of it i was a petulant whelp, moany and angsty.sigh.

on the positive the place was packed to the hilt,whatever that means. people are not so apathetic as we are made to believe, we just feel paralysed to help or do anything. well, i for one am going to educate myself more about what exactly in going on ( ie about iraq and now iran etc and indeed previous similar situations. ) this man is amazing as i discovered when i checked out his webpage.so there you go, noamy, the living legend. what a dude.

Saturday, January 07, 2006

THE HIGHS ARE HIGH...,BUT THE LOWS ARE FUCKING LOW

i'm going to sound like an ungrateful miserable twat, but my God, being happy is a pain in the rocks, isn't it??? don't get me wrong, when you're down, its shit, you can't sleep, all is grey, life is a load of cow-balls. but i've discovered elation does me no good either. first of all it's stressful, second of all, i still can't sleep,coz im just lying there thinking of how AMAZING everythin is. then, of course is the knowledge that's it's fleeting, because happiness can not sustain. then, after that there is the stark comparison of how ordinary and non-amazing evvvvvvvvvverything else seems.

told you i'd seem ungrateful.yes, you may have guessed said experiences concern a lad. God i'm smitten. however i'm very shit at playing any games and hate hate hate inconsistency. hence the lows.

so now, ive decided it much more suits me to live a sort of semi dull life with sprinkles of grandeur in extremely moderate and closely monitiored doses. sigh, that isn't half fucking boring though!!

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

mr. sandman, hit me with somethin!!!!!!

ah sleep.so many people take it for granted you know.mmost people envy someone who has money,or a hot dude or a great job.not me though,nosiree bob.i envy the lucky fucker who can go to bed and drift off within a few minutes.i wouldn't say i'm an insimniac,that's a bit extreme,but fucking hell,i'm getting there.Christ i'm wrecked.

is there a more lonely feeling than lying there in your bed,blinking in the dark....alone.i doubt it.it's so fucking boring too.and do not tell me to get up and read a book or watch tv,that's cow balls.ho hum,i'm one of those sad sacks that only loves a scheduel,it's great fot the old body clock.with all these hols and partying,im all over the shop.now said partying has ceased and i'm a walking zombie with a stupid brain that won't switch off,well damnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!! helllllllllllllllp meeee......

Tuesday, December 20, 2005

mine's a large,thanks.

when you go on a "date" you obviously try to go in with an open mind and give it a chance.however,there is always a seminal moment when the person does or says something and you just think,fuck,he's a twat.another one bites the dust.

i had one such moment yesterday evening.i met up with this italian dude,no,he wasn't slimey,he had great english,was sweet decent, and not bad to look at actually.so, i thought,ok,no need to go the toilet and ring my mates,it's all going okey dokey.

after half an hour he drained his glass,looked at my empty and said he was going to the bar.grand, i thought.he sits down with his glass of wine three minutes later and does a bit of "...so anyway,as i was saying...." but i'm not listening,i'm staring confusedly at the table,i'm looking at the bar to see if the barman is making an extra special irish coffee.....he ain't.bollox.the stupid scabby cunt.

and just like that it's over.not only is that plain rude,it's also plain goddam stupid,because of all the girls to do that to,you do not do that to an irish girl!!!! so there i am,fuming with rage,incredulous at this guy's lack of social graces.but i decide to give him a chance,i decide to put it to him and see how he reacts.if he acts all morto and flustered i'll put it down to nerves,and that he forgot.if he looks at me as if i've two twats,i'll know he's a scabby prick.

go to the bar.come back.as i sit down i say,half joking "jeez,thanks for getting me a drink,by the way!!" the boy looked at me, slightly cocked his head to the left and narrowed his eyes.......fucking stupid wank.