If you could back, where would you go?
I want to go back to 2002-2003, my party years it seems. My rock’n'roll years. I was looking back over my gigography which dominated that year (one a week practically) and my jetsetting (like my rockstar NYC/Philidelphia/CT tour). And I can’t relive what I did then, I can’t just go to random gigs, I feel old, and the people I used to run into, don’t go to gigs anymore, hell, some of them are getting married and having kids now. I’m sad now. I want a time machine!
(That was 2002, Philidelphia, 1am, after a trip to Johnny Rockets with a bunch of Sony press types and Lostprophets. These times I miss)
Internet Addict
I am mostly lately addicted to Howrse and adding my gigography to Last.fm.
Geek much??!
New Additions!
So I’m changing one of my AquaOne 320’s into a shrimp tank. I moved my two big Amanos over, and today got 6 Crystal Red Shrimp, they’re tiny but oh so colourful!! I love shrimpys!
One of the big Amanos (they’re adult now) with 3 of the Crystal Reds:
Hello
I really suck at keeping this website update don’t I? I have my website fingers in too many internet pies! Suggestions are welcome on which bit of this site I should elaborate on first as it’s all been a bit dormant lately!
Neo died too :(
Little buggers are dropping like flies 
Gin Died
They are dropping like flies :(. My poor little Gin the betta (the silver one) died last week. I was really upset. Poor little guy just suddenly got sick, and then died. He was a fairly old boy, didn’t realise I’d had him since October 2006!!
Holiday…
Well not until September, but me and my mum are going on a horse-riding holiday in Spain. Always fancied a good gallop on the beach. We’re going here. Yay for the only big thing to look forward to this year.
I really need to ride, but because the weather is nice, everywhere is booked up. Well depressing. Stupid city. *shakes fist*.
i fixed it!
some how i royally broked my wordpress trying to upgrade, but i think it’s fixed now!
Faito the Betta died :(
My newest little boy passed away last night. We’d been fighting whatever he had wrong, he couldn’t eat, was bloated and stress striped, then he developed dropsy. This morning I found him wedged in a hole in his bogwood. Whether getting stuck or the sickness killed him, we’ll never know. RIP little boy.
Crazy Dreams - A Holiday In My Head Part 1
I have crazy dreams so I thought I’d write some down.
This was last night:
I was at a tattoo parlour and it was late at night and I was with a friend, I think maybe my friend Sarah who’s hen party I’m going to on Saturday, anyway, we went to this tattoo parlour, which was quite swanky, red velvet curtains and stuff, and Samual L Jackson and Xzibit were there. Xzibit had a new gun, and him an Samual were posing with them and we were taking photos, I got some cool photos on my fisheye camera, they’d brought a dog with them they wanted to get a picture of the gun tattooed on the dog and then they were going to kill the dog and keep it in their house. Samual disappeared and we just hung out at this tattoo parlour….and then I woke up.
My subconcious is insane. Part 2 to follow…
