Too much beef in the world.

Too much beeeef.

I think when someone who is yours gives their heart - thinkingly or lustfully or largely or tinily - to someone else, if they ever want it to be yours again they have to do everything to make it so ( Read more... )

Almost 6am and I haven't slept a wink ( Read more... )

Day: 77
Tal is: in Poland

The Chronicles of the Misadventures of Captain Talia and the Traveling Crisps

The next instalment in our saga is long overdue, and for that I am a shmuck and you have my permission to mentally smack me. But once that is out of the way, please read my life and tell me yours.

The end of our jaunt in expensive London town saw us ( Read more... )

Day: 41
Tal is: in England

Goodbye Lenin. I Mean Poland.

The end of our Polish jaunt held much goodness. We keep rolling into different places (well not actually rolling, but Mum is worried that if I keep eating so much ice cream I will "roll away") with not much in the way of expectation and happy to stay as little or as long as we like, depending on ( Read more... )

Day: 23
Tal is: in Poland

From Crack-Hour To Krakow

If Warsaw was a bowl of lukewarm porridge that nobody wants to eat, Krakow is a really good sugary cereal, or some toast spread with melty Nutella. We caught the train down here on the 19th, hoping against hope that Krakow would turn out better than crummy Warsaw, and take away the bland taste Poland ( Read more... )

Day: 18
Tal is: in Poland

Linda Says: Poland? Ewww... Ca ca.

Warsaw is stuck somewhere deep, deep, in the worst parts of 1991. We left Tokyo on the 16th of March and flew to Frankfurt, amid internal farewells to the land of cuteness and unique quirky style.  As soon as we landed at the German airport, I did little rejoicing whoops inside my head at ( Read more... )

Day: 12
Tal is: in Japan

Converge Drummer Is Octopus Robot

Got back a few hours ago from the Planes Mistaken For Stars/Envy/Converge show. I am pretty sure Crisps is writing a detailed entry on the matter, so I think it will suffice to say that:

a) Envy are unspeakably mindblowing.
b) Japanese audiences almost kill each other dancing and crowdsurfing, ( Read more... )

Day: 11 
Tal is: in Japan

Bananas, You Are Good To My Life

We have caught a not-so-supremely-uncomfortable night bus to Osaka, and the new scenery is fresh. Today we moved to a nice hotel in a ghetto looking part of Osaka - much nicer than the creepy place we stayed in last night. Crisps and I both had the feeling someone was going to kick our door ( Read more... )

Day: 8
Tal is: in Japan

Z is for ZulaYesterday was amazing. After walking over the bridge near our hostel towards Mister Donut, we grabbed some breakfast (this has become a daily ritual and we are both going to be fat before we leave Japan) and jumped on a train to Ueno. Having visited Ueno a few nights prior and found only filth and many, many ( Read more... )