Archive for the 'Less Than Scribbles' Category

The Sky A Literal Black
October 30, 2009

It is currently 7.06pm, and it is raining cats and dogs – along with the rest of the zoo. Half an hour ago, I noticed that dinner was ready but not served on the table, so I searched around the house for my maid; when my mother called, she asked where my two brothers were, [...]

I Dreamt Of You In A Game Shop, And Rowling Dropped By
October 17, 2009

In my dreams -e still doth haunt me,
Robed in garments soaked in brine;
How in life I used to hug h–,
Now –e’s dead, and I draw the line.
Oh my darling, oh my darling,
Oh my darling, Cl—–tine,
You were lost and gone forever,
Oh my darling, –

Protected: “Restraining Order!”
October 10, 2009

There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.

“Want to grab a drink and hear about my secret pain?”
October 4, 2009

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A Grey’s Anatomy tribute, with pics from stolen garden. According to the Livejournal community, this is what you call a picspam.
A PICSPAM FULL OF PRETTY MELODRAMA LOVE
yam.
P.S. Yesterday morning was spent at Ping’s place, alongside her friend Bryan, Jarrel, Lloyd and Sera, watching Michael Jackson’s 1992 concert in [...]

“Honey, Pebble, Cricket.”
September 30, 2009

The hands are tired, the chest is beating, and the eyes are dying for a DVD to be played. I shall recount my day in bullet points.

Friends and a McTalk with McParaPara at possibly the most McBeautiful branch of Starbucks
Two-thirds of Lolita conquered!
After I made a certain familiar-sounding declaration (“I need a massage!”), Doug immediately [...]