i am a terrible human bean with no self control
(but at least i have nice shoes)
pink leather cut-out flats
brown patent slingbacks
black patent mary jane peeptoes
when something feels right
don’t let it go
everybody meet:
my new plant.
it is a purple orchid.
i like flowers.
a LOT.
i used to have a lovely orange gerbera daisy
but sadly it drowned.
(i watered it to death)
i’m now working on a sunflower plant.
waiting for it to sprout,haha.
anyway. i love flowers.
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my abnormally pale feet.
these are my new shoes.
they are brown patent leather, with lace up detailing.
they remind me of the scruffy old M&S laceups i had when i was 10.
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there is a chameleon living in my garden
it is a veritable zoo.
i’m trying to get a picture of the chameleon
it’s turning out to be harder than i expected.
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fishies go pOokpOok, but Frogs go rrrrribbit.
cheeeeeeeeeesecaaaaake…..
ahem.
anyways. getting to my point…
Everyone, meet Frog.
Frog, meet Everyone.
Frog and his brother (I don’t know this for sure, just thought they look quite alike), Frog Spawn, live in my garden.
for three nights now, i’ve been sitting in the garden, spying on Frog and Frog Spawn.
(yes, i am relatively free. and yes, i need to get a life. ANYWAY..)
every night, Frog sits in front of this particular flower pot, just staring into space.
Frog Spawn, on the other hand, prefers to sit behind a spade.
he also enjoys staring into space.
now.
lest the picture deceives you, i must point out that Frog and Frog Spawn are actually Very Small.
in fact, they are about the size of a lump of dog crap.
IN FACT, i once tried to scoop Frog up with the Pooper Scooper.
until i realised…
waitaminute….since when does crap have EYES?
ahem.
which makes me wonder…
what does frog crap look like?
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Listening: You Give Me Something; James Morrison
Watching: Wild Hogs.
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it’s fun to watch movies in empty cinemas. that way you can laugh all you want and snort piggishly and no one’s there to hear you. yes, that was me.
OOh…and guess what? i went to pick up my shoes and decided i didn’t really like them and i found another pair which i like even more, so i got those!wheeee…
okay. must lay off the sugar.
hyperglycaemia is Very Bad Indeed.
Conversation With The Crazy
where are you?
buying oranges.
but why?
i couldn’t find the toothbrushes.
new shoes
why isn’t it teethbrushes?
All I Want
I’m afraid that some times
you’ll play lonely games too.
Games you can’t win
’cause you’ll play against you.
All Alone!
Whether you like it or not,
Alone will be something
you’ll be quite a lot.
And when you’re alone, there’s a very good chance
you’ll meet things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
that can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.
from Oh,The Places You’ll Go, by Dr. Seuss
why do we want things that are bad for us?
even when we know they’re bad.
good girls go to heaven,bad girls go everywhere.
or in my case,the shoe store.
i want these for christmas!
okay…so what i really want is something else,but it’s not something you can buy,so never mind…:)
Listening: All I Want For Christmas Is You; Mariah Carey
lucy loves
christmas shopping!..well…for myself,anyway..:)
gunmetal ballet flats
i have a weird thing for little bows.and ballet flats..:)
these strappy flats were so kooky i had to get them!haha..
sorry the pictures are so small..accidentally hit resize and am too lazy to change it back..:)
and the most bargainous(i like this word) bargain of the day..these super soft cords!
très productive,non?
now i must go study.
Listening: I Hate Everyone; Get Set Go (i don't..just a song)
Addiction: A chronic disorder,proposed to be precipitated by a combination of genetic, biological/pharmacological and social factors. Addiction is characterised by the repeated use of substances or behaviours despite clear evidence of morbidity secondary to such use.
Addiction: 1. the state of being given up to some habit or compulsion.
(Source: Dorland's Pocket Medical Dictionary, 27th Edition)
addiction is dangerous.
addiction to substance
addiction to joy
addiction to pain
addiction to love
addiction to a state of mind
i blame everything on
addiction.
the thing is,you know you have to stop but you can't.
Abraham Cowley said it best.
Lookie,everyone!
look!!!
get it here
it has
BOUNCING SOLES!
i shall call them my Ronald McDonald shoes.
POOK POOK 