Showing posts with label cross face. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cross face. Show all posts

Tuesday, 23 March 2010

fayesbook

dreamt that facebook was a huge white hall with a blue floor, and it had people standing around sharing various, unconnected personal monologues. some told jokes and others showed us things they had found. there was never enough time for each one. in the corners and round the sides there were groups under happy banners but hate inside, hidden nasties and all the time, curiouser and curiouser!!

Sunday, 16 August 2009

things i hate on facebook

i'm in a grumpuss mood so i will make a list.

1. the word 'random' - even the best people do it.
2. people being bored and writing 'is bored' as their status update.
3. people claiming their favourite cars are something jeremy clarkson talked about once, when they've probably never seen one or driven one in the flesh before
4. people who post fecking huge albums of rubbish (like me)
5. people who write 'BSc' after their names.
6. people who join groups claiming they like 'rough sex' -- uh... i didn't really wanna know that on friending you...

Tuesday, 21 April 2009

cake


here is a novel cake from cakewrecks.


i am annoyed with cake today.

possibly because i haven't had much sleep lately, tho tbh i am quite happy about how quickly i can get back to a 9-5 ready sleep cycle after an all nighter (i have decided these are not really profitable shifts, cuz of the sheer amount of time it takes me to recover lol)

anyway, cakes piss me off. when i want a piece of cake i just want a piece of cake dammit, i don't wanna go buying a whole damned cake in tescos and then eating 8 portions of cake! and i don't have enough friends to share the cake with to just have 1 piece of cake left over. and then i end up with half a cake in the fridge and i gotta eat eat cuz waste not want not but usually by that time i am not really into cake. poo to cake and shops and stuffs.