Hello, friends.
Firstly, let's get this out of the way. I am NOT hung over.
*wins*
Secondly, I am about to take a self-enforced sabbatical from my self-enforced BG blogging routine. I need these things periodically to refresh, revitalise, to become, in short, whole again.
I've also started writing over here. This is all part of the retirement plan, so if you can be bothered, get over there and start clicking through. The sooner it's a blazing success, the sooner I can rest on my laurels and talk crap back here.
In the meantime, you can contact me on info@bookgrocer.com if you have any comments, suggestions or personal-specific abuse.
Back soon. Promise.
xo
February 10, 2009
February 6, 2009
Rolled Edge
It's currently 46.4 degrees and I would happily marry one of those rotating fans.
This site is cool. I highly recommend you visit it.
http://www.rollededge.com/
This site is cool. I highly recommend you visit it.
http://www.rollededge.com/
February 2, 2009
Ashley
Last night I went here.
It was great. I met a professional cricketer whose studying Complicated Mathematics at Sydney Uni. He and his friends slated another university which they mistakenly thought I had attended. I didn't have the smarts to get in there. While they all laughed with their perfect teeth, I busily salted their food with a powerful, yet slow acting lazitive. They'll feel completely enervated by tomorrow afternoon.
Speaking of seamless segues, I was pretty enervated myself last week because it was so hot. I think I'm still wilting a little bit. Here is some local signage which shows how hot it was.

Translation: Hot.

But now it's Tuesday afternoon, I'm hung over and trying not to cry because some heartless bastard has, knowing that I'm feeling delicate, put a Cat Stevens album on. It's one of those nasty paranoid hangovers where you're all too aware of your shortcomings; like too much nose hair, or being unable to write meaningful dialogue.
I can sell books like this one, however. And you should buy it.

Email info@bookgrocer.com to express an interest, and someone will almost certainly contact you. It's $20 plus postage. DEAL!
It was great. I met a professional cricketer whose studying Complicated Mathematics at Sydney Uni. He and his friends slated another university which they mistakenly thought I had attended. I didn't have the smarts to get in there. While they all laughed with their perfect teeth, I busily salted their food with a powerful, yet slow acting lazitive. They'll feel completely enervated by tomorrow afternoon.
Speaking of seamless segues, I was pretty enervated myself last week because it was so hot. I think I'm still wilting a little bit. Here is some local signage which shows how hot it was.
Translation: Hot.
But now it's Tuesday afternoon, I'm hung over and trying not to cry because some heartless bastard has, knowing that I'm feeling delicate, put a Cat Stevens album on. It's one of those nasty paranoid hangovers where you're all too aware of your shortcomings; like too much nose hair, or being unable to write meaningful dialogue.
I can sell books like this one, however. And you should buy it.

Email info@bookgrocer.com to express an interest, and someone will almost certainly contact you. It's $20 plus postage. DEAL!
February 1, 2009
Monday Morning
Awesome. Great weekend. Back into the working week feeling great about things. Then saw that the book van, aka 'The Stallion' had been defaced overnight.

Exhibit 1

"Squiggle Nonsense"
At first, I was a little peeved. But then I read up on the internet that John F Kennedy, Ghandi, Bill Gates AND Steven Seagal all started off their respective careers by tagging up either local walls or vehicles. Kennedy was particularly mad for it, apparently. So now I feel heartened that somewhere in my local neighborhood, a young mind is on an upward swing.
Exhibit 1
"Squiggle Nonsense"
At first, I was a little peeved. But then I read up on the internet that John F Kennedy, Ghandi, Bill Gates AND Steven Seagal all started off their respective careers by tagging up either local walls or vehicles. Kennedy was particularly mad for it, apparently. So now I feel heartened that somewhere in my local neighborhood, a young mind is on an upward swing.
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