January 2012
Leaving the UK today, 22nd of January, 3:35pm GMT.
Just so ya know.
Everyone I know seems to be popping out babies!
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raiseyourfistandyell replied to your post: Lock it in, Eddie.
You’re doing 106 too? Solid, like half of Roskill is! (And by that, i mean about half of the general Roskill people I talk to. And lets be honest, you’re only important if i talk to you.. or at least that’s what the voices in my head say)
So I’ve heard! Haha it’s the only interesting General Ed!
Lock it in, Eddie.
So I’ve left Bristol. I’m sitting in a Starbucks in Barnes, London. I know, I know, I’m a bad person because I’m supporting a chain and not an independent café, but it’s the only reliable free internet source in the immediate area! Also, I bought my coffee from elsewhere, and compromised with a smoothie here. As if that makes a difference.
Everything is falling into...
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...and I couldn't forget →
For some reason, at a young age, I decided and was encouraged to pursue the chronically unpopular hobby of writing poems. I’m prone to doing this often.
kathartiewords:
Waking,
the valley crusted with frost,
sun slicing the shadowed grass,
deep sky streaked
with vapour trails
curdling memories, left on the saucer
what do you do with three
pure days? trees are on the ridge,
squinting in...
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MOVE: Guy travels the world and shoots one second... →
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Apple, for all the shit they get for being “closed” and “evil”, has actually...
– MG Siegler
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Port, fire, toblerone, kickass female detectives Scott & Bailey. Life is sweet.
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Managed to get my last.fm working AND import my iTunes listening history (what I was trying to do last time) so please do add me if you have an account! (Again. Sorry…)
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Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind.
“Pooh!” he whispered....
– A.A. Milne
We mistakenly equate emotionality with the primitive and rationality with the...
– Natalie Angier
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Thanks Jenn Tate for drawing my attention to a job advertisement for student bloggers. Called up and enquired just now, (12:50am here), told the woman on the phone I was calling from England, and she said “night night” at the end.
What do y’all think of that, reckon I could do blogging for a living? Well, for a small contribution to my living?
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Death is great.
We are in his keep
Laughing galore.
When we deem ourselves...
– Coda, Rainer Maria Rilke
December 2011
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Our battered suitcases were piled on the sidewalk again; we had longer ways to...
– Jack Kerouac
This is up there with the most quality blogging I’ve ever done. Introducing Kate, Lauren and Evie! Cuteness personified! And a bonus tantrum in the middle.