Some Waffling And Some Beauty

Some videos, the book I discuss in one of them, as well as the talk of it being Kerrsday and my favourite photo of the most beautiful man on earth! (Yeah…I know. Whatever. I adore him. Fuck it. I don’t care anymore.)

Also, on another note, I have just discovered that Bowie’s Ouvrez Le Chien live album is only available to stream and as a digital download. Fucknuts!

Anyway…pics and vid INCOMING!

Photo of Jim featured by the wonderful, amazing Virginia Turbett.

New Day, Same As The Old Day

Every morning it starts. Sitting here with my own thoughts.

“God, I miss him. I really, really miss him! How long has it been now since ‘jalopy’? Let me see…Jalopy was early April…the 3rd, I think. It’s nearly September FFS! *counts on fingers* FIVE MONTHS!! Jesus Christ! He must really hate me! What have I done to piss him off so much?! Why won’t he talk to me? What can I do to fix it? And if by some miracle he ISN’T pissed off with me, can he just give me a sign, please? SOMETHING! Throw me a bone. I miss him.”

Cries like an idiot. “You stupid fucking menopausal bitch. Let it go.”

Repeat. Seven days a week.

Celtic Blood

One done just for Jim. No Priptona mark.

Maybe he’ll hate it (statistically I seem to have about a one in 50 “hit” rate. Lol – or something like that. I’m not really counting).

I think I like it. Not so sure now it’s the next morning. Hoe can I expect him to like it? Lol.

I don’t ‘expect’. I just hope. Again, as always, made with love. I’ll never stop loving him.

Lament…

Well, this certainly has had the punters talking. And more so than any SMOG post can achieve. A shame the actual band page is all but abandoned now. It used to be so dynamic and wonderful! Even if a post like this makes me feel a little ostracised on a personal level – I’d much rather this on the band page than nowt!

The stats speak for themselves. Over 2.5k likes – 700+ comments, 80 odd shares on the post, as of 6.50pm this evening.

If Jim came back and played some pun games as well, I’d be a happy bunny. If … he would talk to me. If I could get affirmation. Yeah, okay…I get that I can annoy the boots off him but I used to feel, if nothing else, a level of tolerance. I don’t even feel that any more.

ANYWAY. I SHALL STOP FUCKING TALKING ABOUT IT! THE ONLY PERSON THAT IS ACTUALLY BRINGING ME DOWN ABOUT THIS FUCKING SHIT IS ME. AND THE ONLY PERSON WHO CAN TRULY FIX IT IS ME.

In other news….I still think he is the most beautiful creature ever to exist. Below, a piece of banner art in all of his resplendent, naked-from-the-waist-up glory!

Also in other news – red bean paste swirled in yoghurt is as delicious as I was anticipating. YES…the tin is ACTUAL, proper red bean paste! Praise be.

I have also booked tickets for the reopening of the Riverside Museum on Monday. Yes!