I’ve lost my razor.

  • Attempts to shave face with pair of scissors: Unsuccessful.

Just bought a packet of skittles.

There’s no green ones in it. Someone dies today.

Please, mother’s friends.

Stop referring to your  sexcrement as a ‘newborn’ baby. 

The newborn bit is not needed. No one thinks you forced a 45-year old through your now-annihilated vagina.

Skype-ing my grandparents.
Me: Do you know what an ipod is?
Grandad: I know that it's modern and I hate it.
Things which are awesome:

  • Owning a book with a hollow cut into it.
  • Making said book with hollow in it.
  • Tina Fey’s new audiobook.
  • Metronomy, as a whole.
  • Bacon sandwiches on a Tuesday afternoon.
  • Being forced to clean your room, then finding $23 on the floor. (All in 20 cent coins.)
  • Sherlock.
  • A Bit Of Fry & Laurie

Started watching Sherlock today.

Yet another thing that’s filmed in Cardiff. It makes it extremely difficult to get immersed in a story if the major crime scene is the carpark where you once broke a window with an orange.

AUTUMN 2011!?!

Moffat is a bastard.

Things that are apparently not acceptable alternatives to goodbye:

  • BEGONE, STRUMPET!
  • Take your cavernous vagina elsewhere!
  • In the vaguest of senses, I hope you die.

A list.

Places that are not fun to be:

Rotorua.

Places that I have spent this weekend:

Rotorua.

The Halloween episode

in series two of Community is probably the best thing that has ever been on television (apart from that time my tv malfunctioned and it was just flashing colours and random shapes. That was mint.). Just putting that out there.

Fact of the day:

I once head-butted a vending machine because it wouldn’t give me irn-bru.