Thursday, June 22, 2006
What pisses me of more than my website host making a fuckup and my site being down for two days is the site being down, and me not fucking knowing. I've been far too wrapped up in the fucking football.
I've had two days off work with a fucker of a cold. But I did take some time out to notice stuff. Recently I watched that film with Kevin Spacey and Mena Suvari - what was it fucking called - fuck it it'll come to me. Anyway the film was ok, but in the film this fucking guy spoke this passage that has been stuck (fucking RAM JAMMED) in my head. He spoke about taking time to notice everything and how beautiful it all is. And while he did it he showed this footage of a plastic bag whirling around in the wind, and I'll tell it was fucking cool and very pleasing to watch. So I sat yesterday with Pink Floyd playing and I opened the back door and sat and looked at all the beautiful stuff. Just stuff that's there all the time, like the grass, trees, sky, birds, even stones. I can't FUCKING remember the name of that FUCKING FILM. How annoying.
You ever forget stuff you like? I bought fucking Branston Pickle. OH MAN. HOW GOOD IS THAT SHIT. Fuck it, I'm off for a sandwich NOW.
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I've had two days off work with a fucker of a cold. But I did take some time out to notice stuff. Recently I watched that film with Kevin Spacey and Mena Suvari - what was it fucking called - fuck it it'll come to me. Anyway the film was ok, but in the film this fucking guy spoke this passage that has been stuck (fucking RAM JAMMED) in my head. He spoke about taking time to notice everything and how beautiful it all is. And while he did it he showed this footage of a plastic bag whirling around in the wind, and I'll tell it was fucking cool and very pleasing to watch. So I sat yesterday with Pink Floyd playing and I opened the back door and sat and looked at all the beautiful stuff. Just stuff that's there all the time, like the grass, trees, sky, birds, even stones. I can't FUCKING remember the name of that FUCKING FILM. How annoying.
You ever forget stuff you like? I bought fucking Branston Pickle. OH MAN. HOW GOOD IS THAT SHIT. Fuck it, I'm off for a sandwich NOW.
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