Just so you know...

This blog is the opposite of the previous. You may comment, contact me, ask me. -royal wave-

Thursday, 29 July 2010

(sing to Secret Smile - Semisonic)

(8) Nobody knows it..
...but i have the biggest dick size..
...and i use it, only for you..(8)

That one's for you Miss Santalins. *winks and points into the crowd*

The Gingersaurus xx

Tuesday, 20 July 2010

Baldmitch Love.

Baldwin:
...out of random interest, you know David Mitchell?


Sarah says:
yes...?
''Alix’s Crazy Dad Said



My Dad left a note in the kitchen saying he fed our dog. The note said, "I got 99 breakfasts, and the bitch ate one."

Submitted by: Alix''


^^EPIC :D


The Gingersaurus xx

Thursday, 15 July 2010

Queen of Clubs.

I dont want to be two-faced anymore.


The Gingersaurus xx

1:5

Song playing: It's My Life - Bon Jovi

Ah, same question every time eh readers? What shall I tell you today?
This week has been...Groovy to say the least. I've raved, I've groped and I've shopped, tough life huh?

A Bad Dream - Keane

Last night as I slept in fits and woke in giggles I was once again struck by The Blue Ribbons and their amazing ability to make the dark less scary and the sun shine brighter than my head. When it's just me and them sitting around in our PJs wolfing back sweets and pizza like frat boys life stands still and we keep moving. The only way I can think of describing it in a way some folk might undedrstand is in a ratio. 1 minute of real time seems to me like 5 minutes of Blue Ribbon time. 1:5. I find myself fighting to stay afloat in their coursing torrents of character. They overwhelm me in other words. Each brings her own to the circle.

Clocks - Coldplay

The Cave - Mumford & Sons.
            Mmm...Banjo time...

November Was White, December Was Grey - Say Hi



I hope she understands this contact will be short lived. I'm not going to wait for her. We never really have been friends. I dont want to fight and ruin this evening for everyone.



The Gingersaurus xx

Sunday, 11 July 2010

Feeling a moment - Feeder

My favourite smell? The smell of charcoal barbecues on those summer evenings that make you 'realise how grand it is, just to be alive'

The most important personality characteristic? Loyalty. With it follows trust, security, and loving care.

My favourite sounds? Loved ones laughter and the dawning chorus. The birds never stop singing, its true.

The best natural wonders? The sun set and the sun rise. No colour in the sky will ever be repeated. Spectacular.

The best feeling? Lush grass between your toes.

The best way to sleep? With someone beside you.

My favourite taste and texture? A fresh crisp Gala apple. Nothing beats it.



Just the way I'm feeling.


The Gingersaurus xx

Friday, 9 July 2010

Your Attention Please.

Ahem,








Pussy whipped.







That is all.

The Gingersaurus xx

Tuesday, 6 July 2010

Deja Vu.

You could really use a friend right now, huh?
Where were you?

Go on, tell me what the rest of us did at the weekend. Oh, you were at th-Sounds lovely. Yeah. Yeah. We went  t-. That's nice, Dear.
What kind of music are we into at the moment? There this really awesome band cal-..Oh, you like them do you? Oh! so they're  li-..
Which movie did that quote come from? Oh wait, we didn't invite you because you were too important for the likes of us with other pressing matters and more important people needing you to be somewhere nicer.
So I'm going on holiday soo- Wow, hopefully it'll be sun- I'm sure you'll like it when you-


Yeah, I'm one to talk aren't I? At least I'm human. And you know what? You are one of the thickest, laziest intelligent people I have ever met. Good luck with the social climbing.

Won't see you.

Bye.




The Gingersaurous xx

Oh joy.

After feeling a bit iffy about being referred to the Cardiology Lab for more tests....


Father: You'll be a good girl for the doctor won't you?

Me: Yes Sir :/

Father: Don't call me Sir.

Me: Yes Ma'am.

Father: That's better.


That's my Dad :D

The Gingersaurus xx

Friday, 2 July 2010

Less Than Three.

<3 <3 <3 <3


The Gingersaurus xx