that Michael Jackson memorial was a bit of a farce, could have sent the guy out with at least some dignity but no...

singing along to Fugazi with a cup of coffee in one hand at 6am in the morning~

mornings...

"I don't want to go to work, I want to sit here and listen to Faith No More a little longer..."

he could play DSi all day, but he can't, as sleep gets in the way

these rather lazy, humid Sundays

been swimming for the first time in years. Quite tiring actually. Needs to become a regular thing~

his bed, seriously, he's knackered

that package that arrived today, but was handed to a neighbour for safekeeping. But they aren't in

mornings...