July 2011
1 post
June 2011
8 posts
The fan heater in my lounge smells like butt
Anonymous asked: So is your fiancee your fiancee again?
Sick day diary: hours 4 - 6
disappointed with the food I bought for lunch; disappointed with the lack of good movies in the flat collection; enjoyed bread.
New feature: what’s Ian wearing?
At the moment: the warmest pair of socks I own, assorted Jumpers. It’s cold in Auckland today.
Sick day hours 2 and 3 of consciousness.
Nose: blocked
McDonalds breakfast: a dream I awoke too late for
Work productivity: non existent
Travel plans productivity: existent
Last night in my dreams I was attacked by a horse
BIG TEETH
Diary of a sick day: conscious hour one
Still in bed; want some breakfast; have nothing within reach except for pain killers; decided not to eat painkillers for breakfast (unhealthy).
Anonymous asked: why do you never post anything anymore? are you spending all your time doing awesome things with your fiancee?
May 2011
5 posts
Things you may not have discovered about your...
There is a limit to snooze function usage. I discovered this by making heavy use of the snooze function every morning.
Science!
I haven't updated this in a very very long time
so to make up for it, here are some things I bought today:
toenail clippers
non collapsible umbrella
stamps
I have used two of these items this evening. It hasn’t rained.
This album speaks louder after what happened... →
April 2011
9 posts
After being on an Island for a while with no...
I’m so tired that I have worn my underwear inside out all day without realising.
First Orbit →
Happy 50th spaceflight anniversary planet earth!
There's this thing called a bus
And if you live near to the city it drives past where you live, stops to pick you up, drives down dedicated bus only lanes and drops you off right by your work.
I think it might catch on.
My drivers seat has molded itself over time to now...
The street my new house is on is called Ladies...
2 tags
Is not having sauce on my sundae strange?
Because I think the ice cream itself is delicious, and deserves to be free from sub par accompaniments.
March 2011
16 posts
It makes me feel loved
when I outline to my boss how I am injured, and why I am unable to come into work today, and he replies not with a ‘get well soon’ or a ‘hope you’re feeling better’ but instead says ‘cheers mate.’
There goes my hero →
Why is finding a flat in central Auckland so...
House me city. Please.
Have you ever pulled on an apparently loose hair...
Only to discover that it’s in fact a freakishly long and thick one of your own that’s still attached?
No? Only me then.
I don't know why some people find it odd
That a friend of mine and I are throwing an anniversary party to celebrate 20 years of having known each other.
What more excuse do you need?
Potatoes.
Places I have napped so far today
My desk
In a meeting
In the park
1 tag
Why does the whole city smell of cheese?
Galactic timelines.
Two weeks ago: one of the mens toilets on my floor at work had its toilet seat mysteriously removed from said toilet and placed on the floor.
Two weeks later: toilet seat remains on floor.
We may not be able to arrange for a toilet seat to be fixes but you can trust us with your money. Honest.
February 2011
23 posts
Listen
Listen
Phrases I may never get to say again in this...
How are your emus?
Me to the mosquito buzzing round my bathroom:
You’d better get away from there cause if I have to slap you off it will end badly for both of us