The bunnies have moved inside for the winter. I stepped outside this morning, took one look at the dusting of snow, and thought….oh fuck. Last winter was abysmal. If you’re one of these sappy White Christmas unrealistic idealists then you can fuck off away from my website right now. Just call me Scrooge. Snow has [...]
Rusty laughs but he’s not laughing.
http://www.paintinglies.com/2010/11/rusty-laughs-but-hes-not-laughing/
This post’s Rafa content: 0%. GOODLUCKINTOMORROW’SFINAL D:D:D:
You won’t find faith or hope down a telescope, you won’t find heart and soul in the stars. You can break everything down to chemicals, but you can’t explain a love like ours. It’s a bit sappy, but you get the drift. I’m not really feeling much of The Script’s new album (although You Won’t [...]
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Baby, I’m a supernova.
After eight months of carefully executed rabbit-shuffling and sly introductions, I present to you best pals and newly-acquainted partners in crime: I know I talk about them a lot, but I may not have mentioned that they have never got on. Not one little bit. Chip’s always been very timid and anti-social, and I think [...]
http://www.paintinglies.com/2010/09/baby-im-a-supernova/
I keep running into walls that I can’t break down.
433 spam comments?! You’re having a laugh! Good job I can delete them en masse and be on my merry way again.~ TODAY I PAINTED A FENCE PANEL. EVIDENCE: Check that sexy brown panel there, who does he think he is?! And the shabby green one next door, letting the side down…but not for much [...]
http://www.paintinglies.com/2010/08/i-keep-running-into-walls-that-i-cant-break-down/
Everything is still a blur.
This is going to be a worthless photo-blog featuring self-portraits and cute, fluffy rabbits. Life’s a blur at the moment and I’m finding it difficult to distinguish the days. I’m annoyed that David “Our Dave” Cameron is Prime Minister. I understand the first past the post system and all that, but look at it this [...]
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