I missed last week’s post because I was so tired. This week is even worse but here I am. I’m somewhat out of the loop with regards to the US. The UK media actually started focusing on the mess the current government are doing and it’s been Brexit, Brexit, The Queen gave royal assent aka meaningless permission to invoke Article 50, Brexit, Brexit. I think most of us just want them to shut up. At the same time, it’s crazy that they basically admit that they have no idea what the fuck they’re doing. I might just do a post on it one of these days. (more…)
Summary: A playboy named Charlie, convinced that all his relationships are dead, meets the beautiful and mysterious Eva. Agreeing to a casual affair, Charlie then wants a bit more from their relationship.(more…)
Or rather, Fake Ass Bitches. This song is my new fave. I love JoJo. I still have her first album on CD somewhere. I’m glad to see that she’s back making music (not that she ever stopped but she couldn’t release anything officially due to a dispute with her record label).
Anyway, here’s the song! Feel free to send it to any fake ass bitches that you happen to know. 😂 (more…)
Well, that’s a shitty theme. A schmoopy, sensual, piano theme? No bueno. Although, maybe some J-Lege would get the zombies to simmer down while the mortals escape? Hmm!
2.Gary Numan – I Am Dust
Yes, this one actually fits! I actually first heard this song on Almost Human. And the on PLL when they showed us that Ezra was potentially A (have they finally revealed who A is yet?). Well, the beat fits. Being turned into dust doesn’t. I’m not sure that’s what the song is about, though. You know what, let me move on. (more…)
No, Mazda, you can’t. And why is this woman in her car with her eyes closed? How does this make someone want to go out buy the car? Why would you want to drive with your eyes closed? Why would you make a car commercial where the driver appears to be driving with her eye closed?!
I figure that calling out other people’s stupidity means that I should call out my own. And I have many. When you’re accident prone, that’s the life. A few weeks ago I fell on some escalators (right at the top because, y’know, gravity wanted to say hi), I walked into a fence that I go past everyday last week, and stairs are always eventful. Yay me.
So, sometime during the past week, I took my foolishness to a whole new level. I was in the kitchen washing dishes at an ungodly hour. The light was on but the curtains were drawn so I could sort of see outside but not very well. After a while I looked up and saw a strange man in a suit just standing there watching me. I was freaked out and I calmly finished my washing and kept glancing up to see that the man was there. Eventually, I put the light off so I could see properly and the man was still there.
I looked closer and…
… I realised it was an advert for The Grand Tour. It happened to be physically placed on a van parked outside, hence why it seemed like some guy was just standing there staring into my window. The man in the suit was actually Richard Hammond’s waistcoat thing.
I felt like such an idiot. LOL. I was just cracking up in my kitchen like an utter loon because I was genuinely panicked by what I perceived to be this creepy man.Thank God I didn’t start tapping at the window and brandishing a wooden spoon.