a particulary clumsy day

a trapped finger
a broken mug
falling up the stairs for the first time

falling up the stairs for the second time

coffee, everywhere

i feel weird about writing much more because now i have a follower and i think the blogger allows him to follow me everywhere, publicly at least. i also follow him. i have one follower and one follow-ee. HI MARCUS I STILL HAVE YOUR IPOD DO YOU WANT ME TO WRAP IT UP FOR CHRISTMAS FOR YOU?

Poor tortoise

I think there's something wrong with Trevor :(
I've tried to cheer him up, I even told him a joke this morning. He didn't laugh. He did twitch a little though.

Why does what you intend never come out like you intend it?

A change of heart

Can we? Shall we? One day very soon Let us go away together Just you and me/ Can we? Shall we? Call in sick one day And travel to the sea And hold hands all day/ Can we? Shall we? Eat our sandwiches on the train/ Get drunk on fresh air And come home tired And never tell anyone...ever.

O Christmas Tree, O Christmas Tree

It's up. The tree is up and I'm feeling festive. Obviously, I preferred it when i was around six years old and the year was always just a build up to this one day. Now it's more like..Christmas is back again?!?! Where did the rest of the time go? Each of the days take their time but in the long run everything is at such high speed. Ho ho ho.

“...who is to bring the first hint of order to chaos, of light to the caverns, of hope to the graveyards, of balm to the wounds, who is to place a love incarnate among broken beings, an irrefutable reason beneath the cataracts of absurdity? Who else but the artist? Tell me who!”
- Victor Serge, The Unforgiving Years

















Recently I've been paying more attention to all things creative and it's so good to have my eyes focused on art (and only art) again. I think I'm remembering what it's all about.

Im the one to get you out of this