Monday, January 26
Bakerloo Line, Northbound
Hmm, so I'm blatantly taking inspiration (read "copying") from BoysAreTurds, but so be it. I'm allowed to get inspired, aren't I?
A shiny new pen as well as a shiny new notebook. Hooray for me.
I've decided to carry this little notebook everywhere I go, along with a pen, and just write stuff down as it occurs to me. If I remember to take my camera as well, it'll be a whole new blog that people are reading. No more one-a-day (fucking tube, bouncing around) posts with a whole load of nothing as content. Nope, from now on there shall be sporadic, random and sometimes non-pointless posts, from my mind onto the page and onto the blog. When I type the notes up, that is. Or I could take photos of them. *idea forming* Ten you could see just how scruffy my handwriting is, and see the thought patterns falling onto the page.
I want somebody to sit down next to me, and start reading this over my shoulder, because then I can nonchalantly write: Why the Fuck are you reading over my shoulder? Do you not think that you're being very fucking rude?! Fuck off and let me write.
I'd like to hear a slight gasp as they realise that they've been caught. That'll teach them. Ha.
Hmm, poster for Scary Movie 3. I must go see that this weekend. I'm a slave to marketing, I know.
Speaking of which, I've got to remember to go into a couple of chain stores to ask for a job.