sorting gold from rubbish

tonight i sorted one more doosh* from the doer-pile*. How? Simply by his actions. He grabbed my balloon and let it go. I watched at it precariously dangled above my grasp. I watched as i tried to claim it back. i watched as one of my other friends tried to reclaim it on my behalf. i then helplessly watched as it floated too high. "don't worry it will come back down" said the said friend. It didn't. I watched as it floated high above and got caught in a gum trees high limbs. It was at this stage that the looser that had pulled out my very happiness out from my hand spoke. "i feel as if i am watching something beautiful. i feel as if i let something captured go"
No bitch. yes you are watching something beautiful happen... my dreams shatter. But really you pushed a friend away and set them out into the wilderness where they will inedibly die and pop and no-one will enjoy them but actually see them as pollution. You reduced everything my friend stood for and robbed it of its very existence... to bring joy. you are in fact the very definition of a doosh and i will never have sex with you. i hipe this was actualy your aim and in which case i wish you the very best in your gay career, however i think you may find a very many gay guys actually love helium balloons as well and really quite honestly you will have a hard time finding people to lay you.
till next time dick face.



*A word looked on up urban dictionary by those who can't spell douche properly.
**The selection we take our guys for sex from.

LOLZ

Thinking about all the times i had literally been gasping for laughter in my life. Its hard to remember them even though they are absolute highlights of my life.

floating on a breeze

Right now I'm working on a brochure for a Dyson fan. The blade-less dyson fan. Its all up tight and fancy and most campaigns are being marketed similar to that of a car brochure. High class, pretentious and black and sleek. When i first imagined my brochure i imagined capturing the gentle fuss less breeze. The calming and relaxing breeze. I understand that the market we are aiming at is upper-class, more sophisticated, fussy however I refuse to go with this style because the last thing i would want to see in a fan ad is uptight car like sleekness that did not reflect the aspect of the relaxing fan what i would want so much. So right now i am trying to work out how to represent a calm gentle breeze. Heres the inspiration i've come up with so far.

i believe in magic

summer, kind of wonderful!

Pretty & Witty & Gay.

break, bored, lonely.

Eat Dust

cute shit from around the world!

Rome, London, Paris, Edinburgh, Paris, Rome.
Hearing all about everyone's overseas trips its too easy to get caught up in theirs and forget how magical ours was. Thinking all the things we could have done and missed is so wrong, because for what its worth, nothing could have toped it. Those places are now scared in my memory, in the best possible way ever!