Turtle's tantrums and tales

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Wednesday, December 20, 2006

In the cold cold night

Started reading Lunar park yesterday, I love the way Bret Easton Ellis is able to portray himself as a hideous drug addled leviathan with no care at all in the world, a raging shit attached to a morbid sphincter of a society gone wrong! it's Christmas time people its time to get in the spirit and yes, part of that involves getting American Psycho out again and reading through all the fascinating killing scene's... Been having some odd dreams recently as well.. Yesterday i dreamt that Paris was a ski slope and I pushed someone down the ski slope until he vanished from site, very strange, it also had Pete Doherty in it dressed in a Magician's outfit but all he was capable of saying was 'Blue building'... I'm also quite jealous of Dougal Dutch's relentless game playing, oh what I would give to lock horns with my wife at Tekken 3 (The only game she will play) and once again be on the receiving end of a pasting, she calls them 'Muffin's hands of steel' that have brought many a shouty wolf down.. Yes Brother Josh i am talking and to little Wayne both of whom I will be seeing soon as part of the Christmas program and thoroughly look forward to it.

Although it may seem as if violence is the theme of today's blog post fear not, for i am not violent and if there was misoltoe over your head i wouldn't kiss you but instead asking you pleasing questions about the weather, talk in depth about the 'problems' in the world and wax lyrical about all kinds of things...

Boastful and bashful and enthusiastic, all of these things are returning! i feel like i've conquered kryptonite and am ready to blast through the stratosphere with my newly found powers, and no this is not because i have found a new job that actually want to pay me money but it's the fact that it's Christmas and i am about to receive gods love, a whole lotta of food, gifts and plenty of good old fashioned sleep, ah yeeeeahhhhhhh... bring on those creature comforts, the next time you see me i hope that you won't be able to distinguish me from an inflated pink marshmallow! And that will be quite literally... Phat!

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