December 2011
5 posts
November 2011
1 post
Wasted protoplasm: University Times Magazine App... →
wastedprotoplasm:
Hello there! And welcome to the future! That’s right, the future! Not at all, not at all, come right in.. Yes, yes, welcome, welcome… have a seat while we wait to process you; actually, have a hoverseat! No, it’s essentially the same as a seat, but this is the future, everything hovers!
Too right.
October 2011
2 posts
August 2011
2 posts
July 2011
3 posts
Alaska, man. →
June 2011
1 post
April 2011
1 post
March 2011
1 post
"Every man should pull a boat over a mountain... →
February 2011
1 post
November 2010
2 posts
On The Bro'd: 8 - The Only Bros For Me Are The... →
onthebrod:
A raw fucking thing happened when Dean met Carlo Marx. Two total players that they are, they took to each other at the drop of a hat. Two hardcore eyes glanced into two hardcore eyes- the Natty-slugging player with the lacrosse shorts, and the MGD-chugging player with the popped collar that is…
May 2010
1 post
April 2010
2 posts
January 2010
1 post
August 2009
1 post
July 2009
2 posts
The Adventure
Right, so I think I’ve told a few people about this, but myself, Brian Tunney and William Whorton have taken it upon ourselves to walk the circumference of Ireland, next summer, bringing a tent and minimal supples.
It came about in Australia, when i decided I was going to walk the length of Ireland by myself. After a few pints, and a few conversations, and thanks to the fact that the...
April 2009
2 posts
I made a flickr!
http://www.flickr.com/photos/37562983@N05/
March 2009
6 posts
The Work
Leeches, Jumping Ants and Rubix Cubes - 10th March 2009
I sleep in a caravan beside Laena’s house, which is up the hill from Kaya’s house, her daughter. Laena’s house is way nice, less flies and kids taking very public shits everywhere. Laena is fucking great, a proper old hippie. She is much more upbeat than the folk down the hill. She says stuff like ‘Bugger...
The Commune.
Nymboida - 9th March 2009
376 Glens Creek Road, Home sweet home.
I found John Butler! Two of them! This place is actually ridiculous, I didn’t think people still lived like this, the houses are entirely self-built with solar panels, rainwater coming out of the taps and the toilets are glorified holes in the ground. Dreadlocks are standard, and the kids have such hippie stereotype names:...
The Road to Brisbane
This is some excerpts from a travel journel/rant book that I’ve been keeping for the past few weeks. From reading back, I found that I only really used it as a method of release, and therefore it mainly consists of me being unneccesarily negative and giving out about things/people. It is therefore, heavily censored.
Take Off - 22nd February 2009
I’m waiting for my first flight to...
February 2009
2 posts
January 2009
1 post
The Kettle
The other night I was walking along the canal, watching my breath, when I came across a remarkable sight. A white plastic kettle, sitting on a bench, all alone, with its power cable swaying softly in the wind. Who put the kettle there? Was it faulty? Was it replaced by a new, sleek, stainless steel kettle?
It looked so out of place, an odd mix of technology and nature, the past and the present,...
December 2008
2 posts
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November 2008
7 posts
Page Three.
Do the articles on page two of tabloid newspapers get read more, or less, than the articles in the rest of the newspaper, because they are beside page three?
Do the editorial staff realise the effect that the photo of well-endowed woman has on the other pieces surrounding the photo? Do they put the articles deemed most important beside page three, or do they keep pages two and three for the...
Mwesley
How the fuck do you spell ‘Muesli’? It sounds like it should be ‘Meusli’, it has the ‘ee-oo’ sound in it. Apparently, it’s ‘Muesli’, and therefore should be pronounced ‘Moo-eslii’. Sort it out.
jakeandamir:
Dating Service
The Safe
Every evening before we leave the cash office, myself and a colleague count the safe. The safe should have €18,500 in it. We count the notes in the tin, the full bags of coins, the loose bags of coins, and the loose coins. If the safe is missing a cent, we are held responsible.
I work with a Polish woman who always appears to be in a state between hunger and grief, but according to my friend...
October 2008
20 posts
The Poo Incident
andyste:
Poo is disgusting.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dog_poop_girl
Cerealmilkaphobia
I conquered a fear today.
For my whole life, I have never, ever drank the milk remaining in the bowl after eating a bowl of cereal. The idea of it has always repulsed me, and whenever my peers drink the remaining milk, I find myself wincing in disgust at the notion of consuming a liquid that once housed sugary solids.
Today, after eating a bowl of Aldi-branded honey nut loops, I took a deep...