Showing posts with label moleskine. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moleskine. Show all posts

Wednesday, 25 November 2009

Monday, 20 April 2009

to the window

Can't get the legs the right way round. Really want to see the original 1975 'Grey Gardens' documentary about Jackie Onassis' reclusive relatives but it's £15 on Amazon. Drew Barrymore is in the remake, I'm having difficulty imagining her irritating nasal drawl and constant 'just been slapped' facial expression suiting either Edie.




Wednesday, 7 January 2009

my only millwall


One: Oh South London
All: Oh South London
One: Is wonderful
All: Is wonderful
All; Oh South london is wonderful
It's full of tits fanny and Millwall
Oh South London is wonderful.
One: Oh East London
All: Oh East London
One: Is like bengal
All: Is like bengal
All: Oh East London is like bengal
It's like the back streets of Delhi
Oh East London is like bengal.

You are my Millwall
My only Millwall
You make me happy when skies are grey (and blue and white)
You never notice how much i love you
Please don't take my Millwall away
La la la la la bush

My old man said be a Westham fan
I said fuck off bollox your a cunt
We'll take East London and all that's in it
We'll take the boelyn with the Westham in it
With ratchets and hammers
Carving knives and spanners
We'll teach those bastards how to fight
Cos you'll never take the den with the bushwhackers in it
Cos were the pride of South London la la la

Tuesday, 6 January 2009

bloody awful poetry


New Years can be pretty much the most depressing time of year, a dawning realisation that you've fulfilled none of last years resolutions and you're a poor bloater post Christmas. Reading teenage poetry online is an uplifting distraction, personal favourites are "Daddy's Womb" and "Sleepless Pain".

Thursday, 11 December 2008

pretty much euphoric

It's the end of term because I have less energy than this guy

Tuesday, 2 December 2008

ra ra Rasputin


Apparently Rasputin means "dissolute". It upsets me that the most villainous haemophilia-curing nun-raping cyanide-immune Siberian is so badly underplayed in his disney incarnation. In "Anastasia" he's essentially a Russian Jafar.
If you're interested there's a really good book about him by Edvard Radzinsky with an amazing section about the "Khlysty", potentially the best religious cult ever. They believed that only after a man had sinned greatly could he be truly repentant and pleasing to God. That basically means nihilism in the name of God, fun times.