Decided I need to get much better at having a camera always on me for the amazing places I find to eat at and the food they serve. Although if I’m not careful I will be SUCH a fatty.
I love that my week has no significance, there’s no need in my existence to ‘live for the weekend’. It’s Monday morning and I’m on the train to St. Austell in Cornwall, just because I can be. I hate the thought that eventually my life will take on the typical format, if I let it. I could easily slip back into the nine to five. Careers are a 20th century invention,...
Sometimes, you just have to haul out the bullshit. Grab a spade and start shovelling.
Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try again. Fail again. Fail better.– Samuel Beckett, born 106 years ago today.
There are no chance meetings, no fleeting love affairs, not even brief encounters. The people we meet, the people we love and those we encounter for even the smallest amount of time, a little piece of these people stays with us for our entire lives. Everything is a transaction, not in a consumptive fashion; instead we trade. It is a little piece of ourselves that is exchanged for a little piece of...
I guess it’s a comfort, perhaps a sense of self control, doing worse damage to...
The Sweet Hurt
Just bought the best e-reader cover ever.
Fuck you gadgetry snobs.
No tenacity. No perseverance.
Ben l'Oncle Soul
If you haven’t already, check this French soul-master out. His cover of The White Stripes’ ‘Seven Nation Army’ is already buzzing around the blogosphere, but the whole album is very much worth a listen. Partially in his native tongue, but mostly in English so funky it would make Aloe Blacc and Cee Lo jealous, he delivers catchy yet soothing songs that cradle you into...
Love Has Torn Us Apart
French Soul & The Sweet Hurt
Everything is so messy, so new music is calming and regenerative. Dulcet tones, soothe my soul.
Just because I like sex
doesn’t mean that’s all I want. Right now someone holding my hand and my head on their shoulder, and being happy with just that, that would be great.
Marilyn; before every self-righteous girl started... →