aLY says:

what you up to?
Kate Butliére: Measuring out my life in coffee spoons. says:
dissermofo
aLY says:
hows it going
Kate Butliére: Measuring out my life in coffee spoons. says:
like constipation
aLY says:
gay!
Kate Butliére: Measuring out my life in coffee spoons. says:
i need some mind fibre!!
aLY says:
lol

I'm feeling very sad and bruised today.

TheFundamentalsToManyOralBasedTribalCultures:
Wholeness. Participatory democracy, self-determination on the local, national, and international levels. Therapies which start from the oneness of mind/body/feeling. "Getting it together." Total theatre, intermedia, integrated electronic systems, McLuanism. An end to dichotomies, so that:
     a whole ( Read more... )

"This was magnificent. The title was terrific; its significance only dawned on me at the end. The entire script is orientated towards the visual, as it should be for the visual medium of film. There are some stunning, very original instances of visual poetry here. All are effective and expressive, but never cliched. This is especially true in your ( Read more... )

Anyone seen Rubber Johnny by Chris Cunningham?
Fucking loved it.

Someone threw an egg at me last night from a moving car. It hit me on the arm (then smashed on the floor, so I didn't get covered in egg juice).. Do the physics and shit and you'll realise it hit pretty hard.
My arm feels broken. It hurts to type. Really fucking hurts.

I feel so wank ( Read more... )

I feel sick with anxiety.

Why are people so fucking contradictive ( Read more... )

We watched a programme last night about child geniuses.
Two of the kids were fantastic.. If I have sons, I want them to be exactly like those kids.
One of the kids has a best selling novel; he's about nine years old. He's incredibly well spoken and appears to know everything.
The other is depressed and bored with life because his intelligence causes ( Read more... )

I haven't posted in a while.
That's about it.

I'm fed up. And I'm angry that people keep leaving the boiler cupboard door open. Fuck you.

I'm hungry but I can't eat anything. That's just annoying.

Strange people are attracted to us.

Yesterday.. after my writing workshop.. Jen and I made our way back to the train station where we were approached by this middle-aged looking scouse. He smelt of alcohol and appeared somewhat 'special'.

He wanted our help locating his train.. so we politely showed him the way to go, thinking he would leave us alone ( Read more... )