Yoots in alleyway: Yeah, you wanna get stabbed? I'll stab you in the heart
Nu Goff: [laughs into his bagel]
Emma: If I run now, I'll get indigestion
Lucy: I was actually scared by that
Saturday, 27 September 2008
Tuesday, 23 September 2008
Amsterdam
Things in Amsterdam that are more expensive than you'd expect:
Pancakes
Beer
Coke
Postcards
Hotels
Things in Amsterdam that are about the same price as here:
Vintage clothes
Cocktails
Concert tickets
Zoo admission
Things that are cheap in Amsterdam:
Train travel
Cigarettes
Drugs
Labels:
Holibobs,
Holidaze,
Romance,
Smoke and a pancake,
Where has Emma been
Tuesday, 9 September 2008
Vile Bodies
'The effects of their drinks had now entered on that secondary stage, vividly described in temperance hand-books, when the momentary illusion of well-being and exhilaration gives place to melancholy, indigestion and moral decay'.
'He did this with a man called Ginger'.
'He did this with a man called Ginger'.
Bright Lights, Big City
'This cousin had a girlfriend with cheekbones to break your heart, and you knew she was the real thing when she steadfastly refused to acknowledge your presence. She possessed secrets - about islands, about horses, about french pronunciation - that you would never know'.
'The music is just about loud enough to drive everything between your ears down through the spinal column into your bones, and possibly you can shake it out via your fingertips, femurs and toes'.
'The music is just about loud enough to drive everything between your ears down through the spinal column into your bones, and possibly you can shake it out via your fingertips, femurs and toes'.
Labels:
book head,
dance dance romance,
disco ball,
drug haze,
good book,
Jay McInerney
Wednesday, 3 September 2008
Stalking is rewarding...
I found my favourite song for a Wednesday -
'The cigarette girl from the future' - Beauty Pill.
Apart from that, I have eaten some very bad salad and it's cold outside.
Monday, 1 September 2008
Today sucks...
But what is keeping me going? My beautiful sister is coming to London.. for an entire month! If I am hungover everyday, buy a guinea pig, spend my entire rent on Vivienne Westwood boots, call in sick, become terminally nostalgic, swear too much and eat my weight in chocolate this is why.
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