Posts about me
Reading time: < 1 min I like minimalism. When I see homily clutter I like it. I like rock music with big heavy guitars. When I hear quiet melodies over plucked strings, I’m entranced. I prefer curvy, buxom women. When I see a petite girl something stirs in me. I like order. I’m happiest in the midst of chaos. I…
Reading time: 2 mins Birds flying high you know how I feel, Sun in the sky you know how I feel, Reeds driftin’ on by you know how I feel OK, so it’s maybe not a new day, a new life, or at least not in the grander scheme of things. I’m not reborn or anything, but there is…
Reading time: < 1 min A thousand soft pellets of snow slam against glass as the wind swirls in chaotic flurries. Hedges are dusted and slowly the translucent white gathers in the nooks and crannys. The swell of noise rises as it turns towards the window, then just as suddenly falls away as the assault veers elsewhere. Water and ice…
Reading time: < 1 min Cutting onions earlier and my eyes are streaming. I really like onions though so I put up with this quite a bit. I’m making a curry for my dinner as Louise is out so I get the run of the kitchen and can make things the way I like them. So I’m standing there, eyes…
Reading time: 2 mins I am fat (no, it’s not a photo you sickos, just a link to a previous post on this very topic). I am obese, overweight, chubby, big, heavy, and all the other words you associate with someone who is overweight (I’m discounting lardarse and fatso purely because no-one has ever had the gall to call…