we merc around in a mercedes benz on saturday and we play xbox in pink living rooms on sunday

Dear person,


I was in one of the interactive installations at GOMA which was kid of like a clubby house where you leave an object or a memento of your visit. One of these was a book where you could write what "I don't like..." and I thought I might extend on this post what I wrote in that book.


5 things "I don't like.."

1. The fact that my soul came off another pair of my shoes at GOMA. When are my shoes going to stop falling apart on me out in public? (I'd also like to thank Chiara for her sticky tape temporary repairs abilities; she is the Florence Nightingale of shoes).
2. People that change the last letter of Italian words when it is CLEARLY WRITTEN WITH AN "A" "O" OR "I"! I work at a gelato bar, and the AMOUNT of people that say "whats biscotti?", well I have no problem with them inquiring about the flavour, but I do have a problem with the fact that sign says "BISCOTTO" you fucking dickhead. CLEARLY THATS AN "O" 

other examples include: "gelato" has an "o" on the end, why the fuck change it to "gelati" (there is one plural for gelato). Or "donatella" that is people, an "A" at the end of that word, not an "O" or and "I" but and "A".


Also people that get really aggressive towards retail staff when they (the customer) don't read signage properly. However I'll illiterate on this in another post.


     3. Thongs (also known as flip flops, pluggers and jandals): there ugly and disgusting. 
     4. Sand: can be usually found at the beach  (I don't like the beach either), is coarse and gets everywhere. I really don't like sand.
     5. DECAF: why the fuck are you drinking coffee then! hold on while I knock some sense into you with this bag of 100% arabic coffee.




these are a random assortment of photos from a reel I had recently developed.

"hello, you!?"

Well It means that your have a memorable face at lease...

 I must confess I have a terrible time remembering names. Faces are never really a problem, but names go through my data bank of a brain like flour goes through a sieve. So when I'm at a some sort of gathering or festive occasion, where i'm surrounded by people I know I've  met on numerous occasions and know that they know me and I'm there knowing I know that I know them, I will avoid using sentences or discussion that require the use of there name. Or I blatantly refer to them directly as "you!?" (sorry Ellie) or just give them another name. Or of course theres those times where you have those moments when someone is talking to you like you are quite well acquainted with one another and your looking at them going "I'm sorry, but I don't know who the fuck you are".

I want to leave with this finally note-

"I'd roll in your flower bed but the flowers make me itchy"

"my daddy says that he doesn't like me wearing my mummy's nighties."

This is a infamous quote from Miss Ione Quinn from our evening at the movies. We all dressed up to see Alice in Wonderland, and had an absolute ball.

This is a bit of a random bunch of photos from a couple of reels I got developed.