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[20 Oct 2006|12:10am] |
I've become bad. Smoked four cigars, drank Pernot, drank Murphy's. I might as well while i've still got the gut and the chances.
Nothing wrong with work tonight. Not in the least. I am glad after the hell of OAP Thursday. Tom and Graham at the bar.
I struggle however, once again to come up with anything of interest to say. Things are not going my way, in terms of inspiration.
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[20 Oct 2006|12:41am] |
Oh lord,
drop me another seedling,
not too hard,
because lord,
I don't want you to upset the water,
the water i'm sleeping in..
please don't make me stare out,
over the hill,
it'll put me right back,
where I started,
because the horizon's not growing,
and the picture painted isn't flowing,
just drop the seeds, lord,
just give me something so I don't get so bored,
give me a seedling to grow in the pool,
make my eyes bright,
and freeze the grass in my throat,
just don't let me fall down the hole,
where there's no horizon to see..
not yet, lord..
Copywright Neil Stilwell.
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[20 Oct 2006|12:43am] |
Dating Don'ts
Don't tell her you think her cranium is sexy and you want to staple your lips to it.
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[20 Oct 2006|12:48am] |
She glides down my road at night,
silent as a fox in flight,
with no wind behind her,
she tiptoes,
and when she passes my window there's no sound,
just the ringing in my ears and the pound,
of a million years spent on earth,
she is the earth..
but she's not the ground..
I wake in the morning light,
put on some clothes and spark a fright,
when I light up her eyes in the dawn..
she escapes through the bushes and trees,
her disappearance had me down to my knees..
but I stopped waiting a long time ago..
because she doesn't come back..
she doesn't come back..
who is she?
I can't remember,
she's never been back..
Copywright Neil Stilwell
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[20 Oct 2006|03:23pm] |
I've just bought Dan's ps2. I'm going to give him money each week for it, as I can't afford to pay it all at once. But it's a new model one, slimline, and it's got some games with it. He also gave me a phone, which was an old one he got from O2. I slipped my O2 SIM into it and found that my phone is fine, but the card isn't.
So, it's O2 fucking with me, all along.
If I can get this thing unlocked I can use it on another card.
Work today was quiet, aside the usual prep. We're all out tonight. Where are you Bolb?
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