A small furry animal's thoughts and opinions on life, the universe and everything
I wish I Could Write Like This
Thursday, August 14, 2008
What am to write for you?
Blank page,
White emptiness,
Broken words are not enough
Nor spluttered ink spat out in ignorance,
Contemptuous of its desire to mark
And maim
Indulges so at first,
And then again.
But no
I will not take to mediocre ways,
Nor overplay the passion song in muse,
For the heart well tuned
Needs not the head
To pump it's life,
And the arteries awakened to the rhythm.
Subtle rhythm,
Should suffice.
Iona Matheson
Also i'm working on some post-it note art, it's not finished yet because i've run out of pink post its. When it's done it'll have used almost 400 post it notes of various colours. I'm off to buy more in a minute though. Be nice, it's my first attempt at doing this, so squint a little/a lot and try and figure out what the picture is. Cookies will be awarded to those who guess correctly :)
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Labels: los angeles, photograph, Poem
Guinea Pig Olympics
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
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Labels: dinosaurs, guinea pigs, i'm so gay, lamps, popcorn
Super Morphing Plates
When i moved into this flat almost a year ago, i had sets of 4 of most
things. Four spoon, four knives, four plates, four bowls... That sort of
thing.
Now for some reason i seem to either have 3 or 5 of things. I haven't
bought anything new, and i don't remember breaking/losing any of my
stuff. So the only conclusion i come to is that some of my belongings
morphed into other things.
Like, i now have 3 plates but 5 bowls. So obviously the plate has
morphed into the bowl. That's not a crazy thing to think, right?
I wish my plates looked like that. Mine are just plain blue :(
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