I wish I had a minute to scratch myself and listen to this. I quite enjoyed this little exercise once I got over the idea that I sound like a man (or like Jess F)
May I just say that yes, I found a moment to listen to this properly again (and scratch myself) and it is pure genius. It also helped my flagging spirits at work which were in a rather dire state. I think a bloody mary or twelve should become a regular fixture (as should audio recordings)
with love,
the narkacyst.
It is all about you m’dear. At the moment, anyway. Tomorrow you will be gone, and I will have a new visiting interstate art bitch to fawn over.
You will be forgotten like yesterday’s visiting interstate art bitch.
Surely you’re not insinuating that Liv only reads my blog to gaze at her own reflection?
Lies make the baby Jesus Tom Cruise cry.
MY BLOG.
ALL. ABOUT. ME. *stamps foot*
sorry to disappoint. I had informed her of the
‘ba-bowwww’ that Em made and your ‘tee heee heee that’s the noise Liv makes’.
Cos yeah… I did a transcript ‘n’ shit. *
*a lie
Yeh I thought you’d say that which is why I hesitated to say it! Your address is clearly printed on the top of your Scientology result sheet: i’d recommend blurring it 😛
Since you’r in St.kilda, i’d recommend taking a visit to Barney Allen’s on Fitzroy st, they do a mean burger and fries.
And now that I sound completely and utterly like a freaky stalker, I take my leave.
We talking Waterloo cr.? I haven’t been down there in years but I used to live in a run-down house around the middle of the street. Great house nonetheless. I love those old houses that haven’t been gobbled up by renovators! Not many left in St.kilda though; very yuppified.
I wish I had a minute to scratch myself and listen to this. I quite enjoyed this little exercise once I got over the idea that I sound like a man (or like Jess F)
May I just say that yes, I found a moment to listen to this properly again (and scratch myself) and it is pure genius. It also helped my flagging spirits at work which were in a rather dire state. I think a bloody mary or twelve should become a regular fixture (as should audio recordings)
with love,
the narkacyst.
clearly the microphone was near me.
*clink*
*listens to post*
me me fuckin me, eh
It is all about you m’dear. At the moment, anyway. Tomorrow you will be gone, and I will have a new visiting interstate art bitch to fawn over.
You will be forgotten like yesterday’s visiting interstate art bitch.
When did this stop being about me?
Heh.
I’m just pleased I’m mentioned in it.
So you had to check it out *after* I told you that you got a brief mention in it, eh?
NARKACYST
Surely you’re not insinuating that Liv only reads my blog to gaze at her own reflection?
Lies make
the baby JesusTom Cruise cry.MY BLOG.
ALL. ABOUT. ME. *stamps foot*
sorry to disappoint. I had informed her of the
‘ba-bowwww’ that Em made and your ‘tee heee heee that’s the noise Liv makes’.
Cos yeah… I did a transcript ‘n’ shit. *
*a lie
Yeh I thought you’d say that which is why I hesitated to say it! Your address is clearly printed on the top of your Scientology result sheet: i’d recommend blurring it 😛
Since you’r in St.kilda, i’d recommend taking a visit to Barney Allen’s on Fitzroy st, they do a mean burger and fries.
And now that I sound completely and utterly like a freaky stalker, I take my leave.
He he he! St Kilda was quite a while ago I believe 🙂
See above; I gave them my old address.
Did you seriously live at The Cosmo?
you lived *next* to the Cosmo? As in the hotel? If the walls of that place could speak…
No, I lived in a block of flats called The Cosmo, aka 42 Waterloo Crescent St Kilda.
We talking Waterloo cr.? I haven’t been down there in years but I used to live in a run-down house around the middle of the street. Great house nonetheless. I love those old houses that haven’t been gobbled up by renovators! Not many left in St.kilda though; very yuppified.
Wow. Is there a Scype plug-in that can add vodka?