Grr..

Maybe I'm being petty. Maybe I'm being overly picky. But I'm taking some pride in my work.

The good printer jams everytime I put some paper through it.

The printer that works will only print A4. The ink is awful, and there are no distinct blacks or whites. It's all this murky green/grey.

I want to cry a little bit. I spent ages working on the contrast and colouring of these pictures. All for the Printer to shit all over them.

Well, trust me people who are grading my work so I can get onto my second year. They look amazing on screen. It's the printer letting me down.

Maybe I'll just print them off with shite paper. At least the colouring will be ok then.

I'll Hide From The World Behind A Broken Frame

I can't remember who said it.. But the phrase seems especially poignant recently. 'The writer who waits for inspiration does not write'.

I've heard a lot of nice quotes recently. There was the 'You are what you love, not what loves you'.. That struck me a little more than I'd like to admit. To be fair though, that entire film is just an emotional trip. It's beautiful though.

I miss drinking, and I miss having the money to drink. Ah swells. Hopefully I can fall into another more exciting job soonish.

Endless opportunities for photographs are presenting themselves in the next 3 days.. Let's just hope I don't kill the kids before I get that perfect shot.

Nobody Searches and Nobody Cares Somehow

A fickle pickle once said to me, 'I would never do class A's with you Kate, you'd fuck me up too much. Think about how weird you are normally!'

I wish my life was a surrealist painting, then everything would be much simpler.

So anyway, some photos yeah?

Our Liquid Lives This Is How We All Survive

I welcome you to an illustrated guide to making cake in a mug, the ultimate in ridiculous breakfasts.

Quick run down of the ingredients.



4 heaped dessert spoons of Self Raising Flour
4 spoons of Sugar
2 spoons of Cocoa
1 Egg
4 tablespoons of Milk
2 desert spoons of oil
1 Mug
1 Microwave
1,000,000 spoons



Chuck the flour into your cup.



Add the sugar.



Then the Cocoa, and mix them all up.



Crack in the egg.



And mix that in... ick..



Pour in the milk and stir.



Add the oil, and then give it a final stir, and you should be left with a brown liquid mess.



Stick it in the microwave for 3 minutes. It'll probably make a huge mess, so put a plate or some kitchen towel under the mug.



Et voila. Cake!

Loves to you all.

Doughnut?

Bloody Hell..

Good old Dexter finale being freaking amazing.

LOVES IT!

To You I'm Just A Novel That You Wish You'd Never Wrote.

Still no words from me. I'm too busy wallowing in self pity. For no reason I imagine.

Any niceness you have can be forwarded to my phone.

Have a couple of pictures.

Who Took The Bomb?

This isn't so much a proper post, as it is just putting a couple of snaps up for the sake of keeping updated.

It's questionable why. I mean, I don't think anybody looks at it. But I have to do it for my own head.. I think.