I'm not going to lie, this article has made me feel about 100 times worse than I already do (I've got a weird, dizzy, out of head thing going on currently) but I'm kind of fascinated and also think the two canvases featured look rather beautiful, and a little as though they were collected from the scene of a massacre.
But it is kind of gross and why is that? Is it due to it being classified as human waste, or is it because it's blood? Or is it because it's menstrual blood and it's always been we females little secret. It's not something men generally understand or want to understand.
God knows but it's made me feel dizzier and a little more sicker, if not, a little more open to viewing my monthly visitor in a new light. Not that I'll be swatting over a canvas any time soon.
Friday, July 23, 2010
Thursday, July 22, 2010
Summertime
Once again I've spent many hours reading other people's blogs for entertainment and failing to write anything on my own.
At the end of the lane the house is situated on, is Daisy Books, it's such a charming looking shop, especially with it's bunting strung up. On Saturdays there is a charming market held, which has some lovely stalls and really reminds me of East Oxford farmer's Market, held every
Saturday off the Cowley Road. I should really get my arse in gear and get back there to sell some of my creations, I really loved meeting everyone and just hanging out, although the early morning starts do give it a little bit of a tarnish for my liking...
especially as I'm normally there supping a red bull and everyone else is wearing their homemade items and eating Organic food...opps! Maybe next time I'll take homemade Sloe Gin to drink instead, at least I'll be relatively in keeping. Anyhow, back to Holmfirth! 
We were only there for a couple of days, most was spent drinking, eating and hanging out. Sunday morning saw us all decamping up the road to do a 5 mile walk, it was beautiful. The perfect weather, pubs along the walk to replenish and recharge, and
generally beautiful views. We walked through some villages and across some reservoirs, which supplied some skimming opportunities for the guys. That evening was spent playing CraniumI can't recommend this game enough, especially if you've got a Jo & Chad to compete against 
who are so very very entertaining!!! Unfortunately, Monday came around and we had to return to reality, it sucked but Tom and I had our compulsory road trip meal of fast food at the service station. I very much look forward to the day when we can lounge around together and chill out, why won't retirement hurry up...
Things that have happened recently, well I say things, I mean endless events that mean I've drank far too much and done nothing productive. Although I've started a new scarf, a thin, wide black one, which will be extra long and extra cosy by the arrival for Winter. And I've finally committed to doing the baby blankets, to sell somewhere, it seems utterly crazy that I've had loads of down time lately and not done anything, other than eating, drinking and staying merry.
I've also just acquired a new job of cleaning rented accommodation in Oxford, once the lazy tenants have moved out. I'm not going to lie, I'm a little excited about this. I've two friends on board and my darling boyfriend has offered his time too (god, he's good. I still don't believe my luck at times). Plus, we get to nose around accommodation and earn pretty good amounts of money for a few hours work. The first one is tonight, we will see how it goes...
The Carnival was drunken, and as usual I enjoyed my The Star emotional outburst, every year like clockwork, I can be perfectly happy and yet here come the tears, it's like I've drunk through my happiness and need to go through emotional distress and then straight back to drunken happiness! Oh joy! Maybe next year, I'll conquer the emotions while drunk.
Tom and I went to Wireless Festival so he could see his musical hero in action, LCD Soundsystem. It was good, we stood right at the front and had a merry buzz on...it was a really nice day, we saw some friends and generally spent the entire day hanging out with each other. One of the better moments was that we were stood under the confetti bombs!
A couple of weekends a go, Tom and I headed north to Holmfirth and my two best friends came to stay with their consecutive partners. It was really nice to hang out with them and to let them get to know Tom, it was an all round success! The sell lots of local produce in most of the shops there, one being "Traffic Jam", which is Gooseberry, Apricot and Strawberry Jam layered in the one jar.
At the end of the lane the house is situated on, is Daisy Books, it's such a charming looking shop, especially with it's bunting strung up. On Saturdays there is a charming market held, which has some lovely stalls and really reminds me of East Oxford farmer's Market, held every
Saturday off the Cowley Road. I should really get my arse in gear and get back there to sell some of my creations, I really loved meeting everyone and just hanging out, although the early morning starts do give it a little bit of a tarnish for my liking...
especially as I'm normally there supping a red bull and everyone else is wearing their homemade items and eating Organic food...opps! Maybe next time I'll take homemade Sloe Gin to drink instead, at least I'll be relatively in keeping. Anyhow, back to Holmfirth! 
We were only there for a couple of days, most was spent drinking, eating and hanging out. Sunday morning saw us all decamping up the road to do a 5 mile walk, it was beautiful. The perfect weather, pubs along the walk to replenish and recharge, and
generally beautiful views. We walked through some villages and across some reservoirs, which supplied some skimming opportunities for the guys. That evening was spent playing CraniumI can't recommend this game enough, especially if you've got a Jo & Chad to compete against 
who are so very very entertaining!!! Unfortunately, Monday came around and we had to return to reality, it sucked but Tom and I had our compulsory road trip meal of fast food at the service station. I very much look forward to the day when we can lounge around together and chill out, why won't retirement hurry up...
Friday, June 25, 2010
Disney Tales
This article, has many a good point. But then again, I'm the girl who didn't remember the Nazi's in 'The Sound of Music', as it preferred it ending straight after they'd gotten married...
I love...I love...I love...
I love Majestic Wines! I always have and I do utterly, over the top and completely, now. Not only do they always have deals on but you can now mix and match your purchases, instead of 6 of one. Plus, they've got the greatest selection of Kiwi wines and they always carry your orders to your car. They are always overly friendly and helpful and last night, they offered me the chance to taste some, I chose not too, as once I start...I love Majestic Wines! It just makes sense to buy in bulk, that way there is always some around and it's much more cheaper!
I also love Jessop's camera insurance. Ever since I bought my first digital camera with them, I've purchased the £26 for 3 years cover insurance and it's served me well, from the beginning to now! I've had about 3 cameras now and they've all got damaged somehow and every time, they've either been fixed for free or I've been compensated with vouchers for the value of the camera. My indestructible camera broke, I know, nothing is indestructible! Off it went and 3 weeks later, it's back, fixed with a new outer casing on it. That's not why I sent it off but they changed it anyhow. It's just bloody brilliant.
Abingdon (on Thames) has at least 13 hair dressers in the centre of town alone! That doesn't count the ones on the outskirts, neighbouring villages and mobile/home hairdressers. There really aren't that many heads to cut, regardless of the fact that in 2001 there was a population of 36,000. Basically, although most of Abingdon centre and the older parts of the town are extremely pretty, the shopping precinct is just charity shops, coffee shops and hairdressers! Welcome to 21st century towns!
I also love Jessop's camera insurance. Ever since I bought my first digital camera with them, I've purchased the £26 for 3 years cover insurance and it's served me well, from the beginning to now! I've had about 3 cameras now and they've all got damaged somehow and every time, they've either been fixed for free or I've been compensated with vouchers for the value of the camera. My indestructible camera broke, I know, nothing is indestructible! Off it went and 3 weeks later, it's back, fixed with a new outer casing on it. That's not why I sent it off but they changed it anyhow. It's just bloody brilliant.
Abingdon (on Thames) has at least 13 hair dressers in the centre of town alone! That doesn't count the ones on the outskirts, neighbouring villages and mobile/home hairdressers. There really aren't that many heads to cut, regardless of the fact that in 2001 there was a population of 36,000. Basically, although most of Abingdon centre and the older parts of the town are extremely pretty, the shopping precinct is just charity shops, coffee shops and hairdressers! Welcome to 21st century towns!
Thursday, June 24, 2010
June
June has been so so busy, I knew it was going to be hectic but the weeks have flown by and I'm unable to finish tasks I started:
My friend and her daughters birthday presents, which need sewing.
A scarf I started to knit.
A blanket I started to crochet.
The planting of flowers in the front garden.
The printing of photos for the wall of fame.
The smock dress I wanted to make.
A top I've been meaning to finish for my friend for about 4 years.
Some hemming that is required.
And the mural for the birthday upstairs.
And now all I want to do is make a pair of these!!! I've never felted anything ever, this is very new and very exciting!
I did however this month go to Paris and Newcastle!
Newcastle was amazing, although I hardly saw any of the city. I saw the train station and the metro line, both were charming. And am looking forward to going back soon. I also want to go to Durham, it looks beautiful! I mainly saw some charming villages in Northumberland, for the wedding I was attending. The sun coming out made all of the photos on the beach even more striking.
My friend and her daughters birthday presents, which need sewing.
A scarf I started to knit.
A blanket I started to crochet.
The planting of flowers in the front garden.
The printing of photos for the wall of fame.
The smock dress I wanted to make.
A top I've been meaning to finish for my friend for about 4 years.
Some hemming that is required.
And the mural for the birthday upstairs.
And now all I want to do is make a pair of these!!! I've never felted anything ever, this is very new and very exciting!
I did however this month go to Paris and Newcastle!
It was very enjoyable and lovely. I got to meet a very good friend of Tom's, James. He, his girlfriend and their housemates were far too hospitable. Tom's been to Paris loads of times and I'd never been, but he did well at showing me the sights and keeping me entertained. We didn't bother going in to any of the museums, as the queues were huge and we only had a couple of days. It's only 2 hours away, I can back to see it all in more detail.
Newcastle was amazing, although I hardly saw any of the city. I saw the train station and the metro line, both were charming. And am looking forward to going back soon. I also want to go to Durham, it looks beautiful! I mainly saw some charming villages in Northumberland, for the wedding I was attending. The sun coming out made all of the photos on the beach even more striking.Tuesday, May 25, 2010
The Finale
I've read this recap blog since it started in Season 5 of Lost and I truly believe it's one of the greatest. I think the final recap explains it's better than most. And yes the island did exist and yes, some of them escaped the island and carried their lives on elsewhere. And no, it's not purgatory!
I adore the theme and meaning of the show and still stand by my original opinion "it is, was and will always be, a truly amazing TV show".
I adore the theme and meaning of the show and still stand by my original opinion "it is, was and will always be, a truly amazing TV show".
Friday, May 07, 2010
The Artist Is
This is quite interesting, a more kind of similar stagnant version of Antony Gormley's 4th plinth.
Marina Abramović is sitting in the MOMA in New York and inviting people to sit with her in silence. I originally thought it would be rather nice to sit with someone in a museum in silence, until I found out that you actually had to sit opposite her, at that point, I thought it would be far to intense, uncomfortable, personal space and the like. Do you look at the other person, in the eyes? Or do you look over their shoulder, at the crowd, with closed eyes?! God knows.
Apparently numerous famous people have popped by, from actors, to writers, to fellow artists and of course the general public.
Here are the portraits of those who sit with her and how long they stuck it out for.
Marina Abramović is sitting in the MOMA in New York and inviting people to sit with her in silence. I originally thought it would be rather nice to sit with someone in a museum in silence, until I found out that you actually had to sit opposite her, at that point, I thought it would be far to intense, uncomfortable, personal space and the like. Do you look at the other person, in the eyes? Or do you look over their shoulder, at the crowd, with closed eyes?! God knows.
Apparently numerous famous people have popped by, from actors, to writers, to fellow artists and of course the general public.
Here are the portraits of those who sit with her and how long they stuck it out for.
Solution to Crack
What every low riding wearer has always required! The Crack Patch!!!
Congrats Kimberlily for inventing them and making them so affordable. If only they didn't look so stupid!
Thursday, May 06, 2010
Recap
I'm so irritated! I've had this before and I should have copied it, in case there were issues but the stupid 'autosave' was buzzing away, so I assumed it was being saved and oh no! Was it too much effort Google, eh?
I originally wrote about doing my vote this morning and how for some reason, the polling station signs always remind me of World War Two. No idea why?
I wrote about my swollen lymph node which appeared last week behind my ear and felt as though a value price, uncooked baked bean had been slipped under my skin. Pretty gross but luckliy, it went down after two days. And I now agree that no one should ever self diagnose online. I got very irrational and feared that I'd got head lice. Wasn't so bothered with the other implications for some reason.
I wrote about my not drinking booze for a short while. Which is a good thing. I think my entire body will thank me, especially my brain that has spent many mornings pounding. Oh and I guess my liver will be pleased too. Although I thought Tom would disown me due to this but he didn't quip or comment. I'm guessing his PMT yesterday clouded his hearing, might just not mention it again and see if he remembers.
I also wrote about how I'm going to Paris with Tom. It's Supergrass' last show and I've never been there, so am all rather excited! Just need to find some money from somewhere for that and for my return trip to New Zealand next February and my trip to Newcastle mid-June and life generally. Oh money tree, why won't you grow?
I also wrote about my acquirement of an iPhone and how Tom kind of expected that if I ever got one, that would be the last he'd ever see of me. Luckily, as much as I love it, I also hate the stupidly extra clever predictive word spell. It corrects the words that are wrong but also corrects slang and nicknames. Woop = Wool. Dennos = Dennis. Me = Mr. And yet, doesn't correct a 'C' at the end of a sentence to 'X'. Stupidly extra clever piece of annoyance!
But I do, or should I say, did love this app. Although now I've completed it with Sheri's help, I feel so empty! Why did she introduce it to my life?!
Totally rocking the awesomeness of this in the Car-e-oke. I'd like to note the special performance up Divinity Road last Friday, windows down, strangled cats and Fleetwood Mac a hollering!
I originally wrote about doing my vote this morning and how for some reason, the polling station signs always remind me of World War Two. No idea why?
I wrote about my swollen lymph node which appeared last week behind my ear and felt as though a value price, uncooked baked bean had been slipped under my skin. Pretty gross but luckliy, it went down after two days. And I now agree that no one should ever self diagnose online. I got very irrational and feared that I'd got head lice. Wasn't so bothered with the other implications for some reason.
I wrote about my not drinking booze for a short while. Which is a good thing. I think my entire body will thank me, especially my brain that has spent many mornings pounding. Oh and I guess my liver will be pleased too. Although I thought Tom would disown me due to this but he didn't quip or comment. I'm guessing his PMT yesterday clouded his hearing, might just not mention it again and see if he remembers.
I also wrote about how I'm going to Paris with Tom. It's Supergrass' last show and I've never been there, so am all rather excited! Just need to find some money from somewhere for that and for my return trip to New Zealand next February and my trip to Newcastle mid-June and life generally. Oh money tree, why won't you grow?
I also wrote about my acquirement of an iPhone and how Tom kind of expected that if I ever got one, that would be the last he'd ever see of me. Luckily, as much as I love it, I also hate the stupidly extra clever predictive word spell. It corrects the words that are wrong but also corrects slang and nicknames. Woop = Wool. Dennos = Dennis. Me = Mr. And yet, doesn't correct a 'C' at the end of a sentence to 'X'. Stupidly extra clever piece of annoyance!
But I do, or should I say, did love this app. Although now I've completed it with Sheri's help, I feel so empty! Why did she introduce it to my life?!
Totally rocking the awesomeness of this in the Car-e-oke. I'd like to note the special performance up Divinity Road last Friday, windows down, strangled cats and Fleetwood Mac a hollering!
Ugh!
I'm getting fucked off with Blogger! Just wrote a proper blog for the first time in a while and it's wiped it! Unimpressed!
Wednesday, May 05, 2010
Thursday, April 29, 2010
Mahnahmah-yum!
Golly, they are almost too good looking to eat! I'd love an Animal one, love love love!All thanks to this blog!
Friday, April 23, 2010
Whimsy
After randomly finding a whimsical blog, I started to troll the links attached to it and now, I totally feel like a failed female.
I'm not one of those girls who dresses head to toe in second hands clothes and purposefully gets up an extra hour to ensure my outfit is perfectly matched to be alternative and interesting. Or have one of those haircuts, which requires washing and styling every morning. I'm not sure if it's just not really what my generation does, especially as it is more a younger generations theory of ideal perfection. Or maybe, it's just not what the majority of my friends do.
I spent a lot of my childhood trying to impersonate 'Clarissa Explains It All' style but it was the 80s/90s and nobody had style or flair and I also lived through and remember the 80s, so I've no need to relive it. Especially as a good 90% of all 80s clothes were made from the ugly fabrics of polyester, nylon and acrylic.
But looking through these websites makes me believe it's easy to be whimsical and stylish. Although it still seems like far to much effort (taking 1000 photos of one outfit in a stylish fashion, just seems like a huge waste of time to me). I'd rather get an extra hours sleep, or be down the pub with good friends and live through my "awesome" personality, badly applied make up and creased/dirty clothes.
Or maybe I could just start taking all my photos in sepia and blur them with the sun, so my life seems whimsical, even though it's not. I mean, I already knit, crochet, sew, paint, draw, make candles, cards, cushions, etc. Isn't it enough to do those things and not document them with stylish photos, so others can feel inferior. Or maybe I'm just being the cynical, miserable, judgemental bitch that I am?!
I'm not one of those girls who dresses head to toe in second hands clothes and purposefully gets up an extra hour to ensure my outfit is perfectly matched to be alternative and interesting. Or have one of those haircuts, which requires washing and styling every morning. I'm not sure if it's just not really what my generation does, especially as it is more a younger generations theory of ideal perfection. Or maybe, it's just not what the majority of my friends do.
I spent a lot of my childhood trying to impersonate 'Clarissa Explains It All' style but it was the 80s/90s and nobody had style or flair and I also lived through and remember the 80s, so I've no need to relive it. Especially as a good 90% of all 80s clothes were made from the ugly fabrics of polyester, nylon and acrylic.
But looking through these websites makes me believe it's easy to be whimsical and stylish. Although it still seems like far to much effort (taking 1000 photos of one outfit in a stylish fashion, just seems like a huge waste of time to me). I'd rather get an extra hours sleep, or be down the pub with good friends and live through my "awesome" personality, badly applied make up and creased/dirty clothes.
Or maybe I could just start taking all my photos in sepia and blur them with the sun, so my life seems whimsical, even though it's not. I mean, I already knit, crochet, sew, paint, draw, make candles, cards, cushions, etc. Isn't it enough to do those things and not document them with stylish photos, so others can feel inferior. Or maybe I'm just being the cynical, miserable, judgemental bitch that I am?!
Consumption
I used to believe that when people died of 'comsumption', I thought they'd eaten themselves to death. Which to be fair, didn't sound so terrible to me. Plus, at the time of poverty, when everyone was dying of consumption, I thought it was a wonder that they could afford enough food to eat themselves to death. Although I guess if you've never eaten much food, eating a large helping would probably have killed them and I'm not going to lie, this was when I was about 23.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
So in love...
McQueen's last show
I used to read Vogue lots and had to stop, as it was an expense I could do without.
Now, I read online blogs for my gossip.
I'm positively in love with many of these dress, especially No.3, No.4, the jacket of No.9, I adore No.11 and No.12.
I'm also in complete love with this dress from Coast but the amount I've raved about it, I won't go in to it now.
Last night I discovered Irregular Choice's website, foolish me!
I'm now in love with: These shoes in any colour, these boots,these boots, these boots and can't make my mind up on which I prefer out of this bag or this bag!
Damn you Irregular Choice for making so many truly beautiful and also, truly hideous items!
I used to read Vogue lots and had to stop, as it was an expense I could do without.
Now, I read online blogs for my gossip.
I'm positively in love with many of these dress, especially No.3, No.4, the jacket of No.9, I adore No.11 and No.12.
I'm also in complete love with this dress from Coast but the amount I've raved about it, I won't go in to it now.
Last night I discovered Irregular Choice's website, foolish me!
I'm now in love with: These shoes in any colour, these boots,these boots, these boots and can't make my mind up on which I prefer out of this bag or this bag!
Damn you Irregular Choice for making so many truly beautiful and also, truly hideous items!
Thursday, March 11, 2010
I Heart Lost, Brother!
STOP! DO NOT WATCH EITHER OF THESE IF YOU'VE NOT SEEN UP TO THE END OF LOST SERIES 5!
I wish I could go back and watch it all in one like this!
It's so so good! Had me in fits! It's pretty accurate and exactly how I feel about the show!
I just wrote this blog, it was perfect and blogger deleted it, am gutted!
I know I've blogged about my love for Locke before, I'm pretty sure that I haven't blogged about my actual love for Lost, maybe I have. If so, I'm sorry for being repetitive.
I'm so gutted, I lost my original posting, oh the irony that I lost my Lost blog?!
Anyhow. I've watched Lost since the beginning. Since the moment the original adverts came on TV, the black screen with the spinning word 'LOST' hurling towards the screen, oh Lost! If only someone had told me how emotionally draining, frustrating, exciting and confusing our relationship would be, but how could they? They didn't know and nor did I.
Oh Lost, how I heart thee!
I've watched every episode of Lost and have never missed one. I've spent many hours screaming at the screen, normally along the lines of "Noooo", "you can't be serious?", "what the ?", "oh my god?!", etc. It's been so exhilarating! And every year when the series ends, I suffer withdrawal and depression, it's so hard some times to be so in love with a TV show. What will I do when Series 6 finishes for good?!
I often read this blog online and near enough all of the comments that accompany every entry. I like to read up, as my mythological and religious knowledge isn't that great. I also love hearing other people's views and opinions as to what is going on. You can watch an entire episode, think you understand and then realise you've no idea, no idea what so ever. Some episodes are so complex and full of information and others are very light hearted and simple, of course, Lost being Lost, this means that there are 1000s of "*easter eggs" hidden away for all to see if they are willing too. But more than anything, I just love being entertained for 44 minutes a week.
I've tried to read DarkUFO but it's a little too complicated at times. I often check in on Lostpedia to brush up on knowledge, characters, etc.
I adore how most Lost fans are pretty die hard obsessives. I know I am.
I once dated a guy who also loved Lost. It was the main thing we had in common. Not a great basis for a relationship but it was so exciting having someone to obsess with about the show.
Since series 6 started up, I've gotten overly excited. Maybe a little bit too much for my other half to deal with. I've spent hours in bed reading sites and theories, while I should have been conversing with Tom. Poor bloke. I'm not sure if it is all my excited rants about the shows, or the way my eyes light up when I talk about it, or if he's just finally been beaten in to submission but he's now watching the show. He seems to like it. It's so exciting. I can't wait for him to have watched all 5 series and be able to view the second video above and belly laugh, just as I did. I've started watching them too and it's more incredible than I can describe to go back and see the story building, Oh Lost, Lost, Lost!
Tom even joked the other day about having a Lost night, where we do the drinking game. Near enough all main characters have a repetitive behavioural pattern or catchphrase and you drink when you witness it. Although, Tom thinks it would make more sense if you drank every time you feel confused.
Maybe I could order some DHARMA t-shirts for us to wear, but which station would I choose?! Or would I just go for the original DHARMA one. Oh the decisions!
I also adore this blog but haven't had time to go back to 2007 and start from the beginning...
It's not as good as the original blog but it'll have to do, Brother!
*The creators term for hidden clues and nuggets of information.
I wish I could go back and watch it all in one like this!
It's so so good! Had me in fits! It's pretty accurate and exactly how I feel about the show!
I just wrote this blog, it was perfect and blogger deleted it, am gutted!
I know I've blogged about my love for Locke before, I'm pretty sure that I haven't blogged about my actual love for Lost, maybe I have. If so, I'm sorry for being repetitive.
I'm so gutted, I lost my original posting, oh the irony that I lost my Lost blog?!
Anyhow. I've watched Lost since the beginning. Since the moment the original adverts came on TV, the black screen with the spinning word 'LOST' hurling towards the screen, oh Lost! If only someone had told me how emotionally draining, frustrating, exciting and confusing our relationship would be, but how could they? They didn't know and nor did I.
Oh Lost, how I heart thee!
I've watched every episode of Lost and have never missed one. I've spent many hours screaming at the screen, normally along the lines of "Noooo", "you can't be serious?", "what the ?", "oh my god?!", etc. It's been so exhilarating! And every year when the series ends, I suffer withdrawal and depression, it's so hard some times to be so in love with a TV show. What will I do when Series 6 finishes for good?!
I often read this blog online and near enough all of the comments that accompany every entry. I like to read up, as my mythological and religious knowledge isn't that great. I also love hearing other people's views and opinions as to what is going on. You can watch an entire episode, think you understand and then realise you've no idea, no idea what so ever. Some episodes are so complex and full of information and others are very light hearted and simple, of course, Lost being Lost, this means that there are 1000s of "*easter eggs" hidden away for all to see if they are willing too. But more than anything, I just love being entertained for 44 minutes a week.
I've tried to read DarkUFO but it's a little too complicated at times. I often check in on Lostpedia to brush up on knowledge, characters, etc.
I adore how most Lost fans are pretty die hard obsessives. I know I am.
I once dated a guy who also loved Lost. It was the main thing we had in common. Not a great basis for a relationship but it was so exciting having someone to obsess with about the show.
Since series 6 started up, I've gotten overly excited. Maybe a little bit too much for my other half to deal with. I've spent hours in bed reading sites and theories, while I should have been conversing with Tom. Poor bloke. I'm not sure if it is all my excited rants about the shows, or the way my eyes light up when I talk about it, or if he's just finally been beaten in to submission but he's now watching the show. He seems to like it. It's so exciting. I can't wait for him to have watched all 5 series and be able to view the second video above and belly laugh, just as I did. I've started watching them too and it's more incredible than I can describe to go back and see the story building, Oh Lost, Lost, Lost!
Tom even joked the other day about having a Lost night, where we do the drinking game. Near enough all main characters have a repetitive behavioural pattern or catchphrase and you drink when you witness it. Although, Tom thinks it would make more sense if you drank every time you feel confused.
Maybe I could order some DHARMA t-shirts for us to wear, but which station would I choose?! Or would I just go for the original DHARMA one. Oh the decisions!
I also adore this blog but haven't had time to go back to 2007 and start from the beginning...
It's not as good as the original blog but it'll have to do, Brother!
*The creators term for hidden clues and nuggets of information.
Thursday, February 25, 2010
Dave Flies
Finally sorted out how to host a gif!
Although, if I could slow Dave down a little, it might look a little better and have less of that 'watching a terrifying fairground ride in action' feel to it!
Everyone loves parties at our house!
Although, if I could slow Dave down a little, it might look a little better and have less of that 'watching a terrifying fairground ride in action' feel to it!
Everyone loves parties at our house!
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