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Parts made in Northumberland, assembled in Dorset, raised on Tesco Value Tinned Spaghetti, saved by Texas and Napper's Mite Cafe. When given a guitar named Bonny May of Berwick and a hat, she accidentally ventured into La La Land. She was rescued by Zebra Soap ad now swings about in gratitude.

Wednesday, 20 October 2010

Now I am free and the world's at my feet


Happy Birthday To Me =P

Got my lurvely moped, Joey =)

Quit school =)

Never got so many freaking hugs in one day =P


Tuesday, 19 October 2010

Tonight we'll burn responsibility in the fire


One more day <3

Got my clearance form and talked to my boss.

Quitting tomorrow.

And.... <3


Almost fucking free <3


And the stars look very different today




Two more days <3

Philosophical convos about pot and drugs and the nature of being with A. I shall miss them and him <3


Get pissed, destroy!


Rugbyyyyy traininggggg

Fucking awesomeness!

Er... yeah.



Saturday, 16 October 2010

I am cold beneath the burning rays


Sorted out my bike payment in the morning. As Martin Lawrence would say: "This shit just got real"

Busy, but I got to go in the kitchen =)

Boss offered me part-time =)

Original story ''Hippy Chick' word count: 15,755


Friday, 15 October 2010

Oh it was fun


Only 2 lessons.


Played poker for 2 hours straight, and drank so. much. coffee.

Ss Ah Jo Zp.



Thursday, 14 October 2010

I want another day with you


No freesssss =(



fUCkIng EssAYs


Dyed my hair again =)

Natural Light Ash.

And a semi-date tomorrow =)


Wednesday, 13 October 2010

I can see the silhouettes dancing up against the wall


Tis International Suits For School Day.

I wore old school shirt, waistcoat, jeans, frog tie, neon green shoes.


Moving and moving rooms to accomodate the hierarchy, and noting down anarchy.

"Never give up after drinking"


And suddenly everything's right




Walked home with Chrissssss.



Monday, 11 October 2010

Getting high on information



Fucking hate this place.

But I love the people there... so fucking much.

Texting friends across the classroom just to see them smirk.

High-fiving peeps in the corridors.

Playing cards and gambling with skittles.

Sneaking out for a cigarette.

Bartering with the canteen ladies in the mornings for coffee.

Fuck the lessons: I'm all about the social.

Even though I fucking hate people.

Pompous people.


And.... thus with a kiss, I die...


I came across a fallen tree, I felt the branches of it looking at me


Met with Sophie.

Bought some pirate boots and hair dye =)


You wanted more than I was worth


Asked boss for full-time job. He *might* be able to get me part-time.

So.... I'm job-hunting.

Which is shittttttt.


Will you slam shut, or free your mind, or stay hypnotized?



I'm surrounded by too many unhungover people.

He is my favorite song, he is my chocolate, he's my fresh air and my sunshine.



Thursday, 7 October 2010

Smoking cigarettes behind your garden gate



Nothing to report.

Cigarettes while I did my homework. =D

The world is almost back in balance.

A mild musing:

-Do you class yourself as a feminist?

-Any ordered thought behind that question, or...?

-You're a very thought-provoking person. You make me curious.

-How so?

-Sometimes, you'll smile at me when I let you through the door first, but sometimes, you'll just wait for me to come through first, even though I tell you to come through. Why?

-... I don't know. I guess, sometimes, you're carrying something heavier than me, and I don't want you to suffer on my account. Other times, I do it just to make you huff.

-So are you a feminist?

-A feminist? No. I think it's over-rated. I don't mind guys being old-fashioned. I think it's sweet, in proportion. I just don't like being deemed as useless in certain circumstances, just because I'm female.

-You're very capable.

-Thanks. Why do you always let me go first?

-Certainly not because I think you're incapable. I just want to be polite.

-I know you're polite. You've been nothing but polite to me since you started working here.

-You've been nothing but weird to me since I started working here.

-You're sweet.

-You're weird.



I'm gonna burn this city

Wed 6/10



Had to go to bike shop again: they sold me the wrong bike =P.

I'm now getting the same model, same price, slightly older, and blue.

C'est OK.


Just a lil curious why it took them so long to figure it out.


Never did no harm, never did no harm

Tues 5/10



Bitch of a bruise from archery.



All I wanna say is that they don't really care about us

Monday 4/10




Sunday, 3 October 2010

Everybody's feeling warm and bright It's such a fine and natural sight

No rugby =(

But spent the day with Granny's new puppy =)

And my uncle gave me his old leather jacker =)

Fuck homework. I'm quitting school. =D


Coz when I look at you, I see an angel in your eyes, but if I look deeper inside, I see your freakish little side




Boss is in Las Vegas.

New respect.

The boy =)

And 4 pints of cider =)


Friday, 1 October 2010

I could be chasin' but my time would be wasted



Someone splashed me with their car.

The boy =)

And... I played New Market with Malteasers, and Poker with Skittles.

A very productive school day, indeed.

Work tomorrow.



Thursday, 30 September 2010

If life ain't just a joke then why are we laughing?



Only one more day til the weekend.

And then work.

And rugby.

And the possibility of a party. =)


Champagne for a thousand miles



Went bike hunting after.

I've put a deposit on a stunningly beautiful '08 TGB 204 125cc =)

It's black and shiny =)

I've been waiting on my own too long




"And my mind is the
subject of these bewildered
fragments of my soul."

Monday, 27 September 2010

I know if destiny's kind


Je n'aime pas de ca.

Et ma frois est tres nul.


The boy... always.... looks.... sad.... when I see him =(


Gonna start a revolution from my bed







Life On Mars.

And homework.

And herbals.

And whiskey to help me sleep.

Coughing dreams.


Sunday, 26 September 2010

Look into your eyes, imagine life without you



Nice break from schooooool.

That..... stupid, stupid boy...

Disjoined, bewildered thoughts and vodka and cokes.

And no.... sleep.....

And the cigarette packet is empty and bare.

And empty.

And.... empty.



Friday, 24 September 2010

You sit there in your heartache, waiting on some beautiful boy


J'aime la poem: The Wild Swans at Coole, by WB Yeats.

The trees are in their autumn beauty,
The woodland paths are dry,
Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky;
Upon the brimming water among the stones
Are nine-and-fifty swans.

The nineteenth autumn has come apon me
Since I first made my count;
I saw, before I had well finished,
All suddenly mount
And scatter wheeling in great broken rings
Upon their clamorous wings.

I have looked upon these brilliant creatures,
And now my heart is sore.
All’s changed since I, hearing at twilight,
The first time on this shore,
The bell-beat of their wings above my head,
Trod with a lighter tread.

Unwearied still, lover by lover,
They paddle in the cold,
Companionable streams or climb the air;
Their hearts have not grown old;
Passion or conquest, wander where they will,
Attend upon them still.

But now they drift on the still water
Mysterious, beautiful;
Among what rushes will they build,
By what lake’s edge or pool
Delight men’s eyes, when I awake some day
To find they have flown away?

Tuesday, 21 September 2010

Archery on Thursday, dancing on a Friday night


Archery afterrrr.

Argued for the legalisation of cannabis in General Studies, along with The Revolution.

Amen, brothers!

Very dry and very political.
Taxes and death.


Monday, 20 September 2010

We're only liars, but we're the best


Had my first Soc lesson.

Twas... pretty shit. At least I was sat next to Chris =)

English.... fuckkkkkkk.

Laura [when the teacher asked our class to describe a character from a book who was well created]: "Fuck it. I'm choosing Edward Cullen. They can take their Jane Eyre's, and... their pompous... Heathcliff's..... I'm doing fucking Twilight. Better than that... I'm doing Bella. I think the way it's written in 1st person is... insightful, and... shit like that."


Sunday, 19 September 2010

Your lipstick stains

Rugbyyyy tackle practiceeeeee =) =) =)



Fuckload of homework, though =S

Ah, well.....

Some gems of lines at rugby:

"I'm gonna get another cat, and call it Jaffa. As in Jaffa Cake. Jaffa Cat."

"I woke up next to an unspecified, dismantled gate this morning, in the middle of some field. Of course I haven't had breakfast."

"And then.... I just chundered at the side of a rugby pitch."


Saturday, 18 September 2010

I pray that something picks me up and sets me down in your warm arms

Workkkkk today.

A nice break from schoooooooool.

Very busy, but...


The non-boy becoming the boy gave me my iPod back =)

Brightened up my day.

The boy... Oh, that fucking boy....

Posted up a new chap for Motel Cabbage.

I now plan to get royally pissed.

Good day =)

Friday, 17 September 2010

I bet you are definitely in the top three good-looking girls on the street


If that's what the technical term for it is.

I played cards for.... 4 hours.

Oh, yeah.

Changed to Sociology.

No more Psycho, thank fuckkkkkk.


Went bike-hunting, but nothing.


The non-boy who is becoming the boy let me share his coffee.

He has my iPod.

And shall return it to me at work tomorrow.

Could be... interesting if he gives it to my.... boss.

Oh, the lyrics.

The bad-mouthed lyrics....

Yet it has all of my friend's music on it, not any of mine, so.... not so bad.

S'all..... OK.



Thursday, 16 September 2010

I'm falling straight for the clouds


New plan.

I shall change Psycho to.... Sociology.


What new shittiness is this?



Oh, yes.

Going to give it a month.

Two weeks are down.

Fingers crossed.

The boy....


Wednesday, 15 September 2010

I'm never forgiving this broken heart of mine


Fuck it all.

Someone brought in a bottle of spiked coke in Psycho.

Almost a shame I'm quitting.

But I bunked one lesson and showed loads of people how to play card games.

My conscience is oddly clean.

The boy.....?!

Can't wait for the weekend, the holidays, and the end of school.

Can we pretend that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars, I could really use a wish right now




Monday, 13 September 2010

What's it like in New York city?


Je deteste ca.


Fuck Psycho homework.

I shall carry on writing 'Real'.

Gem of a line in Psycho:
"Hi, I'm **** and I passed my CBT yesterday."
[awed] "She's a pedder!"


Sunday, 12 September 2010

Friday, 10 September 2010

And the most she will do is throw shadows at you


Asked to change Psycho to Graphics.

I can't put up with that bullshit any more.

There's this guy.

He's far too good for me.

He's lovely.

I... I'd love to, but I don't want to lose him.

And I would lose him.

Far too good for me.

Maybe one day.....

.... but probably not.


Thursday, 9 September 2010

The darkness there must come out to light

Really, seriously, actually debating quitting school. Or Psycho, at the very least.

I shall visit my beloved former graphics teacher, Mr Gillette, and ask if I can do graphics again.

If not, I shall ask my boss if I can work at least part-time.

C'est le plan de moi.

Then, when I have money, I shall buy a flat with a friend, and smoke all day on my days off, drink cheap vodka and Jack Daniels, and listen to Papa Roach: my favourite songs at the mo are Hollywood Whore and Scars.

Maybe some Example, too. And Eminem.


Wednesday, 8 September 2010

Who's bad?



Philosophy's pretty good.

English is OK.

But Psycho..... I shall quit, no doubt.

I came up with a wonderful line whilst gazing into space, willing to disappear:
"You don't need to remember me; I'm unforgettable."

Quote of the Day:
Me: "Did you just flounce?"
Sam: "Yes."
Me: "I'm jealous of your flounce. It was exceptional. I wish I could flounce like that."


Tuesday, 7 September 2010

One of these days these boots are gonna walk all over you

Got refused a temporary bus pass. For fuck's sake, I'm not paying a full year for a month's use. I shall take my business elsewhere.

Had English Lit and History x2. 2 frees. That's wrong, but.....

Met some new peeps.

I'm fucked.











I shall set up my fake I.D. and train ticket business with George. We shall be smoke and listen to Papa Roach forever.


It's always better on holiday, so much better on holiday, that's why we only work when we need the money


Back to school.

Fuckkkkkkkkkkk offffffffffffffffffffffffffff.

Already debating quitting.

Waitressing isn't all that bad....


Sunday, 5 September 2010

I'll spy like James Bond and die like King Kong


Oh, how I have missed being elbowed in the eye and nose, and being trodden on by my team-mates!

C'est la vie pour moi, je dis.

Parce que j'adode Monsiuer Norris.

I'm running away from this messed up place I'm breaking free, yeah yeah


Work today.

Got the date for my CBT: next sunday =)

It's weird knowing I won't be back at work til next Saturday. Stupid school.

I shall give 6th form a month, then I shall leave if it so suits me, and work at the restaurant until I discover my purpose in life.


Friday, 3 September 2010

Blue eyes, blue eyes, I can't deny those blue, blue eyes

Workkkk today.

New person started .

Was minding my own business, walking between the washing up room and the kitchen, when a tea towel flew out of nowhere, towards my face.

Then it hit this random passer-by.

Zach stuck his head round the wash-up room door, exchanged an 'alright, mate' convo with the guy he'd hit [apparently they knew each other so this was acceptable] before apologising to me for nearly hitting me. I retorted that I would have smashed his pretty face in had he done so. We're good =)

Really quiet at work. I made stencils for the cappuccinos =) They didn't work quite as well as planned, but.... room for improvement on another quiet day =)

Sneeze ->

<- Flower / Star

Thursday, 2 September 2010

Becoming who we are

Sixth form enrollment.


Had to take a day off work for it.

What crazy shizzle is that?

I don't even want to go.

I wouldn't mind working at the restaurant forever.... maybe.

Spent most of the day with Hannah, craving a cigarette. Still craving. Really, really craving. Eurghhhhhhh!

I'm gonna smoke some lettuce or something. Maybe that'll work.


Find the nearest girl, and ask her to dance


Work today, very busy.

Meal with work peoples, coz it was boss's 50th, manager's leaving, someone else's birthday.

Boss didn't show.

His son shared stories after a pint or two. Excellent.

Very enjoyable evening.

I had a veggie burger. Cajun in it. I can't pronounce.


Motion shot....

Look at the stars, look how they shine for you

Tuesday 31/8

Workkkk today!


A little bit o' writing done. A snippet:

"I hated facts, I mused, as we walked through the rain, hand-in-hand. I liked to mock facts, and by some means, prove them wrong."


Monday, 30 August 2010

In this great future, you can't forget your past

Bank Holiday.

Typed a few lines from weirddddd dreams last night:
-tall, blonde artist who likes to curse in French.
-smoking cigarettes next to a really pretty little river, sitting on the tiny bridge with feet in the water.
-t-shirt with the words "I'd rather be a cuttlefish" on it
-gremlins drinking vodka
-making a bong out of a zorb
-smoking seaweed on a barbeque

Hopefully, some of this may make it into stories.

Hopefully, no one will think me insane if this happens.

Went for a walk with the dog and parents today. Very vivid memories of going there before, but they deny all knowledge. Confused to say the least.

The little hobbit house I found

Sunday, 29 August 2010

I wanna hold you so much

Went to Granny's today, after writing a rather considerable contribution to Motel Cabbage.

Anarchist Quote of the Day: Probably some sort of... middle-class pun. =)

Quotes from "The House Of Sleep":

In your eyes tonight I saw a sightlessness.

Cigarette smoke swirled so thickly in the air that Sarah could barely see her way forward.

He was addicted to dreams.

He quickly sank into a romantic coma from which there was no awakening.

Motel Cabbage Inspiration
Motel Cabbage Inspiration


Plant a seed, plant a flower, plant a rose


Workkkkk today!

Boss's b/day on Monday, so we gave him  a cake todayy. I bought him a lottery ticket [in joke] and told him that if he won anything, I wanted a share!!

Got a shirt to go with sis's green skirt for workkk people meal on wednesday..... £5 =)

Watched 'The Hangover' as downtime in the evening by my onesies, with a pint of something strongggg =)


Friday, 27 August 2010

There's a thousand things I want to say to you

Workkk today!

Accidentally splashed my boss in the face.

He got me back, so we're good =)

Not much else to report.



Thursday, 26 August 2010

I ain't got no future or family tree

Workkkk today.

Boss bought some new pepper pots, teatowels, and cutlery racks for the dishwasher. Jayne's response was: "what's the catch?"

We're having a meal on Wednesday on account of Boss's and Kerry's birthdays, and Yvonne's leaving. They're making me wear a dress. Eep.

Five reviews for new Motel Cabbage chapter. Hopefully I'll scrounge a couple more during the week =)

Not much writing being done lately. Lots of workkkkk.


Wednesday, 25 August 2010

We'll walk this road together, through the storm

Work today!

Very rainy.

Not happy about that.

Posted up Chapter 11 of Motel Cabbage.

Got my motorbike provisional!


Erm.... yeah.

Nothing else to report.



When you said that we were wrong, life goes on

Results day! Very pleased!

Spent the day with Kelcie, Ross, Charley, Jess and Tim =)

Monday, 23 August 2010

I've been busy =)

Hotel Midnight Montage
Jasper and Rosalie Quote
Edward Quote
Alice Quote
Jasper and Rosalie Quote

The spaces between my fingers are right where yours fit perfectly

Day off work today, which is weird. I *always* work on Mondays.

So I'm not sure what to do.

I bought a motorbike helmet this morning. It's... awesome. =)

I've been reading FanFiction.

I should be writing, but.... =P

Huge chocolate craving. Preferably a Bounty, but I'll settle for.... a Crunchie. =)

I really want to go to another party. Charlie's is on Friday, but I have to go home for the night, so I can't pass out. And I have work the next day.

Ah, well....

There's more to life than vodka.

I jest, of course.

Vodka and herbal cigarettes.

And writing.

C'est la vie.


Sunday, 22 August 2010

Feel the rain on your skin

Lie in this morning, did lots of writing and reading in bed =)

Went to granny's, saw the cousin.

Wrote some more shizzle: 'Motel Cabbage' now has a plot!

Started to make some shitty 'Hotel Midnight' montages, which I may post up on here.

Boogie Monster ->

Saturday, 21 August 2010

I'm so sick of people's expectations Leaves me tired all the time

Work today.

I got rained on.

Printed off prom photos.

They got rained on.

I'm now snuggled up in bed.

Warm and dry.


<- I love this :P
<- I'm in love with this tat design <3 <3 <3


Friday, 20 August 2010

The trick to life is not to get too attached to it

Lust tastes like tequila and love tastes like whiskey. Love burns for longer and warms you up on the inside and sometimes it makes you do stupid things. Tequila makes you wasted. You can get wasted on lust and warmed by love. ~Jackson Rathbone

I must get a tattoo of this. I wish I was 18 already. Only one more year and two months today!

Day off work today. I've been ploughing the internet all day getting inspiration for stories, etc. I've realised that I have fuck all of the holiday left before I have to go back to school. Hopefully I'll have failed everything so that I don't have to go back. =)

<- I love and want this tat. I'm gonna be inked up on my 18th birthday =P

           My 'Real' character's tat. How fucking gorgeous is this? ->

'Motel Cabbage' inspiration. >

Thursday, 19 August 2010

And now it's four in the mornin' yes yes y'all in

No work today, thank fuck.

Woke up on the floor, covered with someone else's sleeping bag.

Vomit was crusting up my hair.

There were three mixing bowls full of my vomit next to me.

Tim and I were quite happy to get up at 5am, and almost trip over Mike, who was lying in the hallway, guarding the empty drinks table.

We woke him up, had a deep conversation about what the fuck happened last night, and then I got everyone diet coke.

We then woke up Will - affectionately named Jack Daniels, because I couldn't remember his actual name, and he had a bottle of it - with a chirpy "Wake up, it's 5 o'clock!" He was unimpressed.

We drank a bit more, to postpone the hangovers a bit more, and then I went and washed all the vomit out of my hair.

Then, more people had woken up, so I made everyone tea and coffee.

We struggled with the task of opening the back door for the dog, and after literally half an hour, I managed to open it. A small button almost defeated us.

We then watched some Top Gear, and then Mike left for work. Our prayers are with him.

I snuggled up to Will on the sofa for another couple of hours, before the guys left in search of bacon sandwiches.

We watched shitty kids' shows.

I eventually left, after having to entertain Chris's little sister for two hours.

I stumbled into town, and then manfully endured the 40 minute bus ride home.

I live.

Oh, 'Motel Cabbage' chapter 10 about to go up =)


If I crash on your couch, can I sleep in my clothes?

Work today, followed by Chris's partay.

Hiding a bottle of vodka in your bag at work is interesting, especially since all the staff knew, except the boss, including his sons, I think =)

Managed to get to Chris's house with just an address and an "it's a few streets away from the school, yeah?"

Party was.... moist.

Lots of booze, consumption of which began at 5.30.

2 cans in the first 10 minutes.

Kept half-filling my can with my vodka to save glasses, environmental and all that jazz.

I'm a cuddly and dancey drunk =)

Kept kissing people's arms to prove that I was sober.

And dancing to Shakira.

Empty stomach.

Lots of vomit.

Tim puked all over me. Eew.

Had some nice philisophical conversations with some nice drunk / high people.

Quotes of the evening:
"Hello, I'm Aslan, I come from Wales"

"We can't find Will and George."
"We can't find Will and George."
"We found Will and George. They were at Tescos."

"I had Jack Daniels for breakfast."

"Wake up! It's 5 o'clock!"

"Hi, Jack Daniels. I love you."

"I'm sober. I'll prove it. I'll kiss your elbow. See, I can remember body parts. Why don't you believe I'm sober?"

"Were you the one who was cheering me on while I vomitted?"

[repeated line]
"Can I have some [Jack Daniels]?"
"Yeah. But this cost me £11."

"We should go on the trampoline. That'll make us be sick."

"COOKIES! We need... to go to Tescos. Not us, though. Send someone to Tescos. We need cookies. Cookies sounds like a good idea."

"I'm on my invisible bike!"

"You'll regret it in the morning."


Tuesday, 17 August 2010

Sometimes I wake up when I'm falling asleep



I went to the library after.

And drank fizzy drink.

And got the bus home.

And waved to someone.

On a motorbike.

I post this at 11:11.

And hope my wish comes true.


Monday, 16 August 2010

Nobody said it was easy

Work today.

Very quiet.

My conscience is dirty.

I think about karma.

The order of life.

I am sad.

I shall not dream well tonight.

Sunday, 15 August 2010

Collecting all the people you love to sing you a song

Did lots of writing today. Almost finished chapter 10 of 'Motel Cabbage'.

I'd estimate that it should be posted on... Wednesday.


Did some writing for my original 'Real'. A sneaky peaky preview:

Jay waved the cleaver around at the chefs currently in the kitchen, waving a teatowel around his head, hollering at the top of his voice.

They dispersed, greeting Jay on their way out.

“Hey, chef!”

“Nice to see ya, JJ!”

“Thanks for the slushy, lover!”


“Fuck off, Braveheart,” Jay muttered to the last one, as he ran out of the kitchen, his shirt already off.

Jay threw his cigarette down the sink, knotted his pirate bandana around his head, and started to clear up the mess.


It's rather odd.


Give me Texas wisdom

Workkk today!

Fairly busy, nothing special.

Convinced my manager that there is going to be a zombie apocalypse. I'm bringing in my evidence on Monday.

Got a lil bit o' writing done on the bus home from work, but not much.

Posted up a chapter.

Drank coffee.

Got royally pissed.

Not much to report, overall.


Friday, 13 August 2010

We're all in tears for a world that's broken

Day off work today!

Helped Geord out in the garden all day, then made dinner: roasted sweet potatoes, runner beans from the garden, chicken [vegeterian option for me], followed by apricot and apple sorbet [improv recipe. not bad]

Learnt some new guitar chords, and daydreamed a great scene for a story involving someone whose life revolves around their guitar, despite not being able to play it.

Gave much thought to my Zombie Apocolypse escape plan.

Replied to 'Motel Cabbage' reviews, and got a few more, too! You guys... beyond the best =) I wish I could give y'all hugs and kisses and Jack Daniels. And Jasper, of course.

Not much being done with 'Real', my original story, a la momento, but 'Motel Cabbage' got a boost. Nearly finished the next chapter! Should be out tomorrow, or Sunday, depending on whether I go to sleep tonight. At the moment, I'm drinking rather strong coffee, playing with a lighter, eating pickled onions, and my music.... full blast through headphones [parents object otherwise]. I'd say sleep is doubtful. But I have work tomorrow, so I may have to.


Anyhoo, on with the mindless nonsense that shall shortly issue forth from my mad mind!


Thursday, 12 August 2010

We are young and we don't care, your dreams and your hopeless hair

Workkkkk today!

Saw The A Team in the evening.

And dyed my hair. It was meant to be dark brown. I now have purple hair. Have to explain THAT to my boss on Saturday!

A fair amount of reviews for the latest chapter of 'Motel Cabbage'. Thanks, guys, you're the best! xXx


Wednesday, 11 August 2010

Took a job, workin' late

Heyy there!

Workkk today, very busy. Lots of old people. Sigh. Did lots of writing today, as I couldn't sleep past 2am. Finished chapter 8 of 'Motel Cabbage', and got half-way through chapter 9. I shall post in a second. Stuff's getting all angsty and dark, with gooey undertones and oddness. A strange combination, yet hopefully interesting to read. Listened to lots of Muse and My Chemical Romance to write this, with a bit of Wolfmother, and Michael Jackson.

'Real' is getting fleshed out now. Lots of character development a-going on. There are mentions of Smurf pyjama bottoms. I'd really love some.

Work tomorrow as well, but Thursdays are usually fairly quiet. I got the application form for my motorbike licence today. Going to send that off tomorrow, hopefully get it within two weeks, so I can get my CBT, and then -hopefully- a gorgeous bike. Unfortunately, I have to wait two months to ride a 120cc bike, but... worth the wait. =)

'Motel Cabbage' inspirational pic for my writing later:


Tuesday, 10 August 2010

What about sunrise? What about rain?

Day off work today =)

Cleaned my room. Encountered some big spiders. Survived.

Scribbled some stuff for my original story: Real. A short preview:

He sat cross-legged on the floor, leaning against his dilapidated sofa, scribbling a best-seller novel down on the backs of unopened bills with a blunt pencil. He smoked a long, thin herbal cigarette.

Also wrote some more of 'Motel Cabbage'. I've got some form of plot, now, and I've been writing scenes for later that popped into my head. It's gonna get weird.

The beautiful, inspirational Jeff Buckley. This picture hugely inspired 'Real'.


Monday, 9 August 2010

There was a time, when crazy days would start with wine

Workkkk today, yet again, but the boss always has Monday morning fever, so is never in. Therefore, we can rock out to the radio, and have our phones with us, and all that shadizzle. Yeahhhhhhh. =P Too busy today to do much of that, but... we had the chance to, and this was good. Did some writing on the bus, and I'm reading Holly Black's 'Ironside' at the moment, which I'm picking the good quotes out of.

Inspirational pic of the day:

Sunday, 8 August 2010

I see trees of green, red roses too

Heyy there, peoples! Marshalled a walk today. Pretty cool, actually, but no time for writing. There's never any time for writing. I posted up a shiny new chapter of 'Motel Cabbage' yesterday, and picked up a load of lurvely reviews today. =)


Saturday, 7 August 2010

Just let me hold you

Very Alice and Jasper, I think =)
Workkkkkkkk today! Nothing to report, of course. Got some inspiration for Motel Cabbage from the following picture:

Off to scribble some more nonsense


You spin my head right round, right round, when ya go down when ya go down down

So..... yesterday. Did very little during the day, but went to Bath to watch a Rugby 7s Tornament with Ben. Good evening, but the standard of play was lacking slightly. Falcons came 2nd, though! =) Yeah.....


Friday, 6 August 2010

Laughing and a-running, hey, hey, Skipping and a-jumping

Work yesterday, followed by bowling with the peeps from work! Really good night out, but no time for writing =(, besides the bit that I did on the bus in the morning.

Yeah, not a lot to report, really. =P



Wednesday, 4 August 2010

All that rugby put hairs on your chest


Work today. Rained. Fell over in the courtyard, then threw up. Oh, yeah. Doesn't help that one of my co-workers is insanely gorgeous, and has now seen me vomit. Yeahhhhh. Ah, well, I got a hug =). Not much else to report, really. Spent some quality time with the guinea pig I'm babysitting for the fortnight. Hopefully get some writing done this evening, but if I don't, then doesn't really matter. Got lots done yesterday.


Tuesday, 3 August 2010

Was hypnotized by a strange delight under a lilac tree

A lazy day off work today. I sit in bed, listening to Bob Marley, playing with a lighter. I made a peach and orange smoothie, and strong coffee, and enjoy them as I type, accompanied by a jar of pickled onions.

I'm working mostly on some original material at the moment, but hopefully I'll get some inspiration for 'Motel Cabbage', and be able to post up a new chapter either today or tomorrow.

Reading 'The Time Traveler's Wife' at the moment. I got it off Amazon for 1p. I do love Amazon. I highly recommend it. There are some great quotes in it. My favourite at the moment: "I had an epiphany. I was standing in the toothpaste aisle when it happened."