Saturday, June 18, 2011
Wednesday, June 08, 2011
5 ways I don't fit in.
1. I talk to animals. With farm animals I occasionaly try to warn them of their impending doom, but perhaps I should let ignorance be bliss.
2. I hate wearing shoes.And not just after 2am and 2many glasses of rose Trips 2 sainsburys, in the office.....beee free my feet.
3. I'll always choose to sit on the floor over a chair. Closer to the rats.
4. I think 'Who are you?' is an acceptable way to greet people
5. I don't care if people don't like the way I look, as long as I do:
I liked my peroxide blonde that looked about as natural as a manatee on the high street.
And I don't mind being a dark shade of orange. I feel exotic.
2. I hate wearing shoes.And not just after 2am and 2many glasses of rose Trips 2 sainsburys, in the office.....beee free my feet.
3. I'll always choose to sit on the floor over a chair. Closer to the rats.
4. I think 'Who are you?' is an acceptable way to greet people
5. I don't care if people don't like the way I look, as long as I do:
I liked my peroxide blonde that looked about as natural as a manatee on the high street.
And I don't mind being a dark shade of orange. I feel exotic.
Thursday, June 02, 2011
What I love most about Leeds.....
...The wide selection of buskers: bollywood-style guitar player, guy doing chris brown impersonations, guy playing the drums on trash, middle eastern trumpet quartet, and the man with the singing dog. something for everyone.
Apparently Leeds is the only place in UK where you do not need a liscense to busk. Shrug.
Oh and Madge from neighbours, Chris Moyles and The Kasier Chiefs can be spotted (I served a Kaiser Chief at work once. Dunno which one)
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