It’s bad
I don’t even want to paint my toe-nails a pretty colour. send help.
I don’t even want to paint my toe-nails a pretty colour. send help.
To say I’m seriously miffed would be an understatement. I am seriously miffed about the fact that it would appear I have to be perpetually f*cking happy in order for the brain magic and Jesús-ness to work. B*llocks to that, it ain’t gonna happen. I’ve discovered this devastating fact during the course of this week, as […]
I’m smacked off my t*ts on Haribo. That is all. #livinglifeontheedge
and not in the cool, George Clinton Parliament Funkadelic way, though I wish that were the case because that would be awesome. Imagine if every day was like this. There’d be no war, no misery and everyone would be mellow and achieve World peace and hug each other all the time. I like them apples. No, […]
(or wear sequins) and last night I learnt from a master. So, my brain magic was totally thrown into question by a chance meeting with ‘Stealthy Magic Boy’, a very cool customer indeed. Some friends of mine were visiting Barcelona for a couple of days so I met them for dinner after work last night, […]
listening to the turban-wearing eccentric old lady with giant feathery earrings, who’s a regular here and obviously alone in the world, sitting at the bar finding conversation with the staff, and realising, ‘that’s ME in 15 years’!
Sometimes PANKs are tired and a bit sad and can’t think of anything amusing to say. That is all. **No sleep is probably a contributing factor to temporary loss of humour and happiness OR maybe the heavy burden of super Godliness, not sure. (normal service will resume shortly.)
Maybe, just maybe, I need to stop with the Jesus thing, problems are already starting, just as I predicted. I knew they would. There might have been a very, very small incident with a laying on of hands in the Metro this afternoon that could have got me arrested……. *By the way, I forgot to mention […]
Do just one good thing today for someone else. that is all. Love Jesus – “Bringing joy to the masses“! © x (I’m having business cards made)
Spartacus, Jesus. One of the most profound things that happened while I was enjoying my wonderful Paris weekend, was the discovery that I am Lady Jesus. Who knew? This revelation happened quite by chance while my host and I were chatting about life, love and the wider world in a ‘interesting’ fusion café that served chicken curry spaghetti, on […]