ramble

I’ve been battling to write, for me, for a while now. That’s evident from the lack of regular posting here. But then, this evening, as the twilight settled, the dog…

It’s a new year. How you take that and how you handle it is up to you. After all, it’s really just a ticking clock that’s timed over…and, really, that…

The lovely Karla of Hello Square mailed me the other day, with a fun opportunity. So, because I am rather fond of those, I jumped! The opportunity? Spend the day…

Everybody has their faults. Every human has their fuckups, their lies –  both told and told to them. Their dirty little secrets. Their shit. The stuff they keep hidden in…

1. I am tired. It’s been a productive, efficient week. I am so done with work. Sheesh. Happy six years to me. 2. Could you like send some HUGE love…

larcy mcarsey: “so, did you get your pumpkin?” (followed by giggles) me: “facebonk” sheena: “

click. click. click. here be warned: can be not for you sensitive type peeps. PROPS to Matt. AGAIN. that’s like the 8th time today or something? sheesh SHUT UP AND…

sotd. for me and larcy. i realised this morning that it’s really ‘min dae’, til the world turns again and you are off to join the UK MAC office, begin…

i saw you the other night dancing with your so-called friends no-one dare intrude. i saw you the other night pretending i was unseen but your eyes boring into me…

the door’s always open. tea always brewing. milk bottles ahoy. we love you. deal with it.