Ok, so I’m starting this up again.  Not because anything significant has been happening in my life, more so that I need to get back into the writing buzz.  And I find it easier making fun of myself on here.  Makes me feel better. SO WHAT’S NEW?  Sweet fuck all, actually. I have been on [...]

For serious.  This freaking blog, for one.   Out of all of us on the IRC Slackers server, my blog has had the most problems, I swear.  Yes, it has RSS issues, neither me nor Nimby know what the F is going on there.  Sorry if you’re getting spammed by comments from 2008.  Sometimes if [...]

When I was a little girl, I liked to write stories.  I was quite an awkward kid and always a little unsure of myself during Primary school years.  I spent a lot of time thinking hard about how best to fit in with my peers and marvelling at how I’d learnt to react to a [...]

My site is doing the funky chicken at the moment.  My lovely friend Nimby who owns our server is moving us all to something bigger and, as per usual, my blog is a pain in the ass.  Working on removing the weird ? throughout my posts at the moment.  If I’ve missed you off my [...]

After Diarrhoea Eggnog we made Christmas Drink number 2, Mulled Wine, this eve. I got HIVES.  ON MAH FACE. Winter Christmas sucks. Furthermore, F MY LIFE.

One day I met a man.  He had been travelling the world for a year and had finally arrived at my tiny sleepy city.  I asked him, after a year travelling, aren’t you looking forward to going home.  I thought I would miss my close friends who had helped me through a certain time in [...]

Dear Internet Diary, When the shit are we going to get flatmates that are aware of how to use the sponge and dish washing liquid?  Ok, so maybe the latest ones aren’t so bad, I mean, they have jobs and aren’t coming home in drug induced rages then knocking their teeth out after slipping in [...]

Saturday night’s club fun got me thinking. I think the sole reason I wanted to leave the club, was because of the behaviour of the men there. They were just awful. I can understand why there were hardly any other women there. Marcelo told me that trying to start a conversation or dance with a [...]

It seems that when it rains, it pours… especially in London. I hear there’s lots of fog too… I’m writing this for Tiger right now because, well, in addition to her laptop being dead, apparently her internet just doesn’t agree with her choice to visit her own site. It firmly denies that it exists to [...]

This is a letter for you: I saw you snigger and nudge your big fat friend when you saw us walk past. It’s nice being bigger and stronger than other people isn’t it? I saw you slam my friend into the wall, just because you could. I heard you tell him that you wanted to [...]