life is fucking strange.. |
if someday i ever have kids, real cute blond twins likein them Butterworth's Syrup ads,about six or seven years old.. and they look up at me and say 'papa, what is life like?'i'll say 'kids, life is f...
Posted by geisha boy on Fri, 19 Oct 2007 11:31:00 PST |
The Businessman... |
I saw a black businessman today, I had to starereal close to make sure, and yeah, it was ablack fucking businessman, he was the first one I've seen. I've seen a few white ones, and I've even seen a ch...
Posted by geisha boy on Fri, 21 Sep 2007 11:24:00 PST |
kettle head |
when i got home this morning i was so drunk that i actually managed to burn my head with the hot water from the kettle. The fucking kettle fellon my head... but how does a kettle fall on one's head.. ...
Posted by geisha boy on Sun, 09 Sep 2007 09:09:00 PST |
this never happened |
These days nothing in my life ever happens. I mean, things do happen, it's just that the people they happen with always have to turn to me at the end and say 'this never happened, okay?' That's wha...
Posted by geisha boy on Wed, 06 Jun 2007 11:12:00 PST |
eleven things i did whilst waiting for A to call. |
1. booked my eurostar tickets for R's wedding in august.2. kicked my punch bag for twenty minutes.3. took a shower with dove shower gel.4. went out and bought a frozen goat's cheese pizza.5. made a b...
Posted by geisha boy on Tue, 08 May 2007 11:48:00 PST |
the end of the first novel that I never wrote... |
I see Plato saying that we should never have left the fourth century. I see electric shocks, nineteen twenty seven. I see thousands of priests ordained in pain after mentioning the name that'...
Posted by geisha boy on Fri, 04 May 2007 01:35:00 PST |
all back to mine. |
we always go somewhere after being somewhere, we usually go to a bar, then a club or a party, and then back to someone's place, the thought of just going home never even enters anyone's mind. 'who's p...
Posted by geisha boy on Fri, 23 Mar 2007 11:42:00 PST |
Tuesday Afternoon. |
"You're really sweating aren't you darling." "I was working back there, baby," I tell her, patting her soft butt,"didn't you feel me working back there?" "Sure, darling, you were working," she s...
Posted by geisha boy on Mon, 26 Feb 2007 03:09:00 PST |
heart shaped bread |
I had zero plans for this day. Lisa called me screaming that she hadn't recieved any cards. She was going crazy, cursing everyman she's ever known. I told her that if she's vexed with anyone it should...
Posted by geisha boy on Wed, 14 Feb 2007 11:02:00 PST |
my Ideal week.. |
start work at 10am monday morning, meme pas, start workat 2pm, meme pas, never work on mondays.tuesday.. start work at 2pm, work until 8pm, arrive home at 8 :30,meme pas, go directly to an italian res...
Posted by geisha boy on Fri, 09 Feb 2007 03:57:00 PST |
