Apologies for the blurry picture, but if you can make it out, you can see why it’s blog-worthy! Even the RABBIT gets more post than me! Jaster is a bit jealous, though. The vets who took care of my Chip before Christmas aren’t cooing over him and sending him personal letters, oh no…sing it with me now, folks; I know you know the words! WOMANIZER WOMAN-WOMANIZER YOU’RE A WOMANIZER OH WOMANIZER OH, YOU’RE A WOMANIZER BABY. YOU, Y-YOU AREEEEEE, YOU, Y-YOU AREEEEE WOMANIZER WOMANIZER WOMANIZER……!
…any excuse to break into a bit of Britney.
I know it’s a bit late, but I still hope you all enjoyed your Easter weekend. I hope you all ate sickening amounts of chocolate in my place, and threw it up everywhere, thinking of the good man Jesus and his various strifes while you did it. We are a wasted generation, are we not?
I feel that a picture of my real life Easter bunnies would have been apt, but alas, they don’t stay still for long enough these days. Benny and Joon, as I have so called them, are almost as cute and shall simply have to do!
Today I learnt that a lot of what I write on here is, in Laba’s words, “a load of shit”. I considered this briefly while giving him the evils in Starbucks, and whilst there was a small, insignificant shred of me that cared, the rest just begged to scream AND I’LL BE KEEPING IT THAT WAY, SISTER! All in capitals, naturellement. Should you be new to this here corner of the internets and you hadn’t already figured out what this sorry mess was all about, I’m gonna clue you in! THIS BLOG CONTAINS A SURPLUS OF:
- SWEATY MEN WITH RACKETS WHACKING BALLS AT EACH OTHER
- IN PARTICULAR A BRONZED SPANISH GOD WHO CAN’T SPEAK ENGLISH VERY WELL AT ALL
- POINTLESS PARAGRAPHS OF QUESTIONABLE PURPOSE
- EMPTY THREATS OF UPCOMING BOOKS
- FURTHER EMPTY THREATS OF FINISHING NOM
- LOTS AND LOTS OF CAPITAL LETTERS
This blog does not did not shall not ever contain:
- THINGS REGULAR OL’ JOES AND SALLIES WILL EVER GIVE A FLYING CRAP ABOUT
Got it?! Good.
Today I did a photoshoot with Nicky in West Park. It was very gracious and helpful of her to take the pictures, so in case she should be reading this – thank you, my love. 
I should be getting the contact sheets tonight so I can pick the ones I’m interested in, and begin pulling together some semblance of a set later in the week. Speaking of the book, I suppose one more preview can’t hurt:
This is how the Lulu storefront page will look! The book will also be available as a £1.99 download, although I’ll probably drop this to 99p. A proof is on its way to me so I can post it off to the British Library (by law they get a free copy of every book printed in the UK…by LAW! Madness!) and another is on its way to Derby, where it will hopefully reach Marley’s mad-professor-enviable-genius hands very soon! Exciting times, indeed.
I’ll be sure to post some of the photos when they materialise. I’ll also be sure to let you guys be the first to know when the book is finally ready! I will also try to write here more often. I do think up things to say in my head, but by the time I finally get to the keyboard, I’m either too exhausted to recall it all or I become distracted by God-knows-what. “When I have less on my plate, it’ll pick up!”, she says, knowing full well there will never be less on her plate…
A trivial and wholly irrelevant note to end on:
Determination is a gift. If you want to get on that plane and go visit that girl, or learn to drive, or paint a perfect portrait, or fall in love, or find your God, or cook a meal to impress someone, or take that person on a night they’ll never forget, or win your own war, or make a new friend, or have the courage to cut off the “friends” who are dragging you down, or fit into that corset you haven’t been brave enough to touch in three years, then you can do it. You just have to TRY, to focus, to never give in. Cutting down on the Pringles might help a bit, too, but only if you’re absolutely desperate. 
“If ever you believed, then please believe in me.”
Laba
/ 7 April, 2010OK, OK, I’ll clear this up. I wasn’t meaning to knock the ol’ blog when I said that earlier. Hell, nearly every blog or LJ or whatever there is is full of it! I mean, c’mon, you could quite easily say the exact same thing about my own.
I just prefer the more substantial stuff you have to write about over Rafa this or Rafa that.
Don’t be hatin’ me, sista! Respec’?
Also, I’m part of the British Library. I expect my free copy. XD
Laba
/ 7 April, 2010Also, I didn’t say shit. I distinctly remember calling it crap.
haha
Please don’t misquote me.
Sinead
/ 7 April, 2010You definitely said shit, but that’s okay.
And if I could be bothered, I would warn of the Rafa-wank in advance. Out of spite, I shall up the Rafa-related content significantly. IF YAW DON’ LAHK IT NAW, Y’ALL CAN BE SKIPPING DAT PARAGRAPH!
Laba
/ 7 April, 2010I do skip it already!
Also, I blame the fact that I don’t socialise all that often for my tactless, brutal honesty. The people who do see me often are used to me just speaking my mind and in turn I’m just used to doing so. Almost got me in trouble at work the once when there was a, ahem, troublesome customer.
Glad that’s settled. I wasn’t meaning to demean you! AND I HOPE WE CAN FORGET ABOUT THIS, FOR CLANCY’S SAKE! FOR CLANCY! AND ONE SHOED WOMEN EVERYWHERE.
Sinead
/ 8 April, 2010I suppose if I cared more it would “demean” me, but I am very much of the attitude that if it’s webspace I pay for and a site I’ve worked hard on, I’ll write about whatever I damn well please and if others don’t like it they can, for want of a better expression, get fucked!
Tom
/ 8 April, 2010Pretty picture
. Love the fact that Chip gets his own mail, hope it was good news. And there’s nothing wrong with talking shit. At least half of a conversation with me includes absolute bollocks…. Maybe it’s only me that sees it as a good thing.
x