So we made no money at work today (well, yesterday, but if I haven't slept it's still today). No really, no money. I didn't sell a single thing. Good thing I don't get paid on commission I guess ( Read more... )

I'm too embarrassed to play Sufjan Stevens at work because I think people will think I'm only playing him because he's popular, even though I actually genuinely like his stuff. I suck so badly ( Read more... )

So you may or may not remember that I was making a website for my friend who has her own clothing label. I finished it, but I'm not telling you the url 'cause it's not loading properly and that's not what I wanted to tell you ( Read more... )

I have ringworm. Isn't that awesome? Well, not really, it's really itchy and 'cause it's in my armpit it looks like I'm walking around scratching my boob all day. Ha ha!

I'm pretty sure I got it from my cat, because it's not as though I spend any time rolling about outside, nature's disgusting! And she has been overly affectionate these past few ( Read more... )

In my silly little brain I like to imagine that all the members of Sigur Ros live together in a big house while the members of Amina live in the granny flat in the back garden and they all have crumpets and tea on Sunday afternoons and sometimes Bjork comes over for a visit and they all watch cartoons together ( Read more... )

So!

According to reports, lj wants to change up the userinfo. Hmm, I thinks, could be okay? Maybe!

But then I went to lj_design and used their little bit of code to have a look at what my userinfo would look like.

;_;

Shit crap backwards arsed fucks! !!!

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Oh I fucking hate thursdays.

Every fucking shit wombat fucker in fucking town comes in.

I mean COME THE FUCK ON. Who the fuck just walks into a window display and starts taking clothes off of mannequins? Would you do that in a department store ( Read more... )

Yo, what up squares? Everything swell, everything awesome? Cool ( Read more... )

You know, after years and years of dressing the way I do (eccentrically) it should no longer come as a surprise that people believe me to be retarded.

Yet I am always surprised. And just a little annoyed.

Actually it's a very good day to be a polar bear, what with it being minus a million degrees outside. Well, it's not really minus a million degrees, if it was, well we'd all be dead wouldn't we? And that would hardly be good ( Read more... )