Son on Flying Lateshift

23:07 / 07.04.05

Ah fuck it, this one'll do, even if I do prefer the title of the other one due to its nostalgic aryan poster-boy and slime-ridden ancient castle judderings ...

23:13 / 07.04.05

Man, did anyone own one of those Stinkor dollies? Those were messed up.

23:14 / 07.04.05

Isn't that called "Livejournal?"

That is what I was thinking when I posted that. But of course, it was hardly a serious suggestion.

Right now I am watching a documentary on JPII written and directed by Terence Mckenna on CBC. Is this the same Terence McKenna of Timewave Zero and all the mushroom stuff?

23:15 / 07.04.05

I must be all Poped up (or, more likely, phallocentric), Mordant- I was thinking more Holy Trinity.
Or Bros. Matt, Luke and Ken.

23:15 / 07.04.05

Cripes, what the hell's going on here?

Saint Keggers

23:16 / 07.04.05

You just stop it right there..Stinkor kept the underside of my bed safe from Lion-O and his ilk!

23:18 / 07.04.05

...and I'll aparently form the head.

Jesus. Are we drunk again?

23:20 / 07.04.05

I'm not!
I'm not!
(jumps up and down)

23:20 / 07.04.05

Just say no to pope.

Now switching to Peter Pan and some popcorn, with my boy.

23:20 / 07.04.05

You'll 'form the head'? Hmm, cool. Shall I 'shape the arse'?

23:21 / 07.04.05

What the eff is Stinkor?

gingerbop

23:22 / 07.04.05

Sally, I'm afraid you just can't be the ginga ninja. I shall have to challenge you to a duel.
Evening squires.

23:23 / 07.04.05

La bop du ginge! Comment ca va, mon chou?

23:24 / 07.04.05

Gingerbop, I suspect your kung fu is greater than mine, so I shall concede. Sides, I've been feeling less and less Shelley Winters lately, and more and more Amy Chilton.

23:24 / 07.04.05

Stinkor: You know He-Man, right? YOu know there was dollies of He-Man and his friends and his enemies?

Stinkor was an Enemy of He-Man. He had a head like a skunk and orange plastic armour that was impregnated with some chemical that well, stunk. That was why you bought the toy. Because it smelt. One of my little brothers had one.

Fuck the '80s.

23:25 / 07.04.05

gingerbop! Where've you been, eh?

23:26 / 07.04.05

Seriously!

23:27 / 07.04.05

Seriously there was a He-Man Enemy dolly that smelled? Oh yeah.

23:33 / 07.04.05

All he-man dollies smell, depending where you stick them. I was eager to see ginger.

23:34 / 07.04.05

Couldn't you get a miniature Castle Greyskull, fill part of it with slime and make it ooze out? I didn't like that stuff, even as a young boy. I must have been a secret girl or something.

23:36 / 07.04.05

What does C.C.O.A.L. stand for, Sally? It looks nice, but I'm loath to compliment you on your new name in case it means something heinous.

gingerbop

23:37 / 07.04.05

Ca va bien, merci beaucoup. Je suis en la vacances, et ca c'est fabulous. I am particuarly fabulous cause I curled my hair today, and it stayed that way. Immensely pleasing. Ahem.

I have no idea what you're all talking about, so will begin a random mini-conversation to myself. I was watching the programme about Life Before Birth, and I was beginning to get all mushy and broody. Luckily they showed the birth at the end. Broodiness over.

23:38 / 07.04.05

Carry Cakes On angela's Leg?
Careless Caesarian Over A Lamp?
Coaxing Ciggies Off A Lion?

23:39 / 07.04.05

It's another scary-go-round reference, and a bit of egomania, since I couldn't fit what it stands for in my name: "Custom Car of All Ladies."

What can I say, I've been embracing my inner irresponsible, slightly evil tattooed art student.

23:39 / 07.04.05

I am desirious of pictures of curly headed ginger.

23:40 / 07.04.05

Ah! Okay, then, consider yourself complimented.

23:40 / 07.04.05

Ooh, better watch that broodiness GB, it's bad for your health and long-term career prospects. At least set up an ISA first.

I'm sorry, I've been reading the Financial Times.

Where are you then? Somewhere forrin?

Wow! I can post!

I'm afraid I'm very lacking in pictures of the curly haired nature, and Brigade, you are sorely right about the career prospects. It scares me greatly. I am indeed on foreign soil of sorts. The cold, Scottish variety, I'm afraid.

How is life post-twenties going? Humungoidly different to before, I'm sure.

Saint Keggers

23:46 / 07.04.05

Curly haired it cute... its when it reaches the hips that I start getting out my stalkers bible and booking plane tickets.

23:49 / 07.04.05

Guys! I am sooo fucking drunk, it's awesome! No, really. I've just got done listening to Dr. Simone and now I'm listening to Simon and Garfunkle that I got out the library and instead of being shit it's Really Important!

And I'm going to hate myself for writing this in the morning. Being drunk rocks, you do all sorts of stuff.

23:51 / 07.04.05

Aww enjoy it while it lasts Mordant ... cos it never does. Well okay, sometimes it does.

GB, Scotland is sort of forrin, I mean you lot talk funny up them ways for a start-off.

(puts ignorant Sassenach tosser persona back in box and shuts lid. tight)

My life is as it was thanks, although now that I'm 30 I find myself more often giving less of a shit about things that just aren't important.

23:52 / 07.04.05

There should be a designated drunk of every late shift, every evening. I had yesterday, Mordant has today, who's got tomorrow?

23:54 / 07.04.05

Really, eh? Stinkor...fucking marketing geniuses. *rolls eyes*

Hiya shiny, curly G-bop.