When I came back from Lincoln today I
Ate some tasty leftover spaghetti sat very small and quiet in the red room practicing becoming invisible watched completely still an ashen bee tumbled out of the fireplace and lazily swooped its way to my lap picked up the bee and set it free outside where it will die because we took away its queen thought about the bee man and his veil like a bride taking away the queen in a big box turned the T.V. on didn't watch read bits of paper or looked at them whilst thinking about other things like how I haven't been to college for a week watched Star Trek for no real reason came online talked to Chris, Max, Josh, Alice, Alfie then Phil still talking to Phil and Josh realised I have very few female friends realised I like about 3 of them only felt guilty OH GOD
I don't want to get involved in mess and create mess. But it's very tempting to ignore my inner Mrs Judge My Mother, and just go with it, because you're nice, and I like that.
I also like Audrey "Her almost face a garden, waiting" Niffeneger, Captain Picard, and velvet eels, so perhaps my judgment is skewed.
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Wednesday, 6 May 2009
Wednesday, 15 April 2009
My First Post: On Amicable Break-ups.
Robert. says:
What you have to remember is that woman are naturally below men
Kirsty. says:
Robert
Kirsty. says:
Now is not the best time to be telling me this
Kirsty. says:
This is the post-break up period in which the only appropriate comments are:
Kirsty. says:
"You go girl!"
Kirsty. says:
"Who needs him?!"
Kirsty. says:
And "Screw them all, let's have martinis!"
Robert. says:
Who needs him!
Kirsty. says:
NO ONE
Robert. says:
Screw them all let's have martinis!
Kirsty. says:
YES LETS
Robert. says:
YOU GO GIRL!
Kirsty. says:
OKAY WHERE
Robert. says:
Erm... it was more of a hollow empty statement with no real meaning...
Kirsty. says:
Oh.
Kirsty. says:
Well that was fun, anyway.
Kirsty. says:
Cue montage
Kirsty. says:
Theme music: "Sisters Are Doin' it for Themselves"
Kirsty. says:
Followed by "R.E.S.P.E.C.T"
Kirsty. says:
Followed by suicide.
I might add:
This is a joke.
I am not, nor have I ever been (never) suicidal, least of all over boys.
I like chocolate-covered coffee beans.
I shouldn't have eaten so many chocolate-covered coffee beans.
This was the most amicable break up I've ever had.
I still have a friend. His name is Rian. He's still pretty cool.
I am pleased.
This conversation continued, on the subject of facial hair trading cards, and Keanu Reeves statuettes. More may be posted at a later date, when I am less hyped up on coffee beans and miniature marshmallows.
[00:08:20] They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From The Dead!! Ahhhhh! says:
To be honest, the suicide thing was mostly because of over-exposure to terrible, funky music
As are all suicides, perhaps.
P.S. Possibly the first blog ever tagged with both "relationships, suicide," AND "mustaches, coffee beans, funky music". Hopefully not the last.
What you have to remember is that woman are naturally below men
Kirsty. says:
Robert
Kirsty. says:
Now is not the best time to be telling me this
Kirsty. says:
This is the post-break up period in which the only appropriate comments are:
Kirsty. says:
"You go girl!"
Kirsty. says:
"Who needs him?!"
Kirsty. says:
And "Screw them all, let's have martinis!"
Robert. says:
Who needs him!
Kirsty. says:
NO ONE
Robert. says:
Screw them all let's have martinis!
Kirsty. says:
YES LETS
Robert. says:
YOU GO GIRL!
Kirsty. says:
OKAY WHERE
Robert. says:
Erm... it was more of a hollow empty statement with no real meaning...
Kirsty. says:
Oh.
Kirsty. says:
Well that was fun, anyway.
Kirsty. says:
Cue montage
Kirsty. says:
Theme music: "Sisters Are Doin' it for Themselves"
Kirsty. says:
Followed by "R.E.S.P.E.C.T"
Kirsty. says:
Followed by suicide.
I might add:
This is a joke.
I am not, nor have I ever been (never) suicidal, least of all over boys.
I like chocolate-covered coffee beans.
I shouldn't have eaten so many chocolate-covered coffee beans.
This was the most amicable break up I've ever had.
I still have a friend. His name is Rian. He's still pretty cool.
I am pleased.
This conversation continued, on the subject of facial hair trading cards, and Keanu Reeves statuettes. More may be posted at a later date, when I am less hyped up on coffee beans and miniature marshmallows.
[00:08:20] They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From The Dead!! Ahhhhh! says:
To be honest, the suicide thing was mostly because of over-exposure to terrible, funky music
As are all suicides, perhaps.
P.S. Possibly the first blog ever tagged with both "relationships, suicide," AND "mustaches, coffee beans, funky music". Hopefully not the last.
Labels:
coffee beans,
friends,
funky music,
Kirsty Judge,
mustaches,
relationships,
Robert Whipps,
suicide
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