| ADIOS AMIGOS |
[22 Nov 2009|07:39pm] |
this blog is now closed.
if you're interested, you can find me over here, rambling about movies and art.
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[14 Nov 2009|10:04pm] |
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i think it's time to bring out the enlarger and get back to film.
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[07 Nov 2009|11:13pm] |
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I am finally up to date with Grey's!!
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| The Ballad Of Grimaldi |
[29 Oct 2009|04:44pm] |
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The Ballad Of Grimaldi (B-Side Version) - Peter Doherty |
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While there's still a fighting chance
Can't you just get up and go
And get away from this hollow romance
It's slowly binding us both
Because you tell me what you want and I'll avoid it
Tell it to the sick and to the damned
Show me what you love, watch me destroy it
For love just crumbles in my hands
But if you stay for a while..
Try to think of something nice to say
Maybe if we pray for a while
St. Jude, she might hear my pleas
And see me on my bended knees
She knows how I adore you
Don't wanna be fighting tonight
She knows I adore you
There won't be fighting in the street.
I laugh and fall just like Grimaldi
You wear your make-up like Baby Jane
All of those promising lies that you told me
Come on and tell me them again
Oh well, I walked these streets all of my life..
The fear and hope at every turn
She took him to Stepney and made him a wife
Everyone said they'll crash and burn
Because she'll tell him what she wants and he'll avoid it
May as well tell it to the sick and to the damned
Show him what you love, watch him destroy it
For love seems to crumble in his hands
Download: http://www.megaupload.com/?d=YB7XCQJ1
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| BG-E3 = OUCH. |
[25 Oct 2009|02:48pm] |
I have rubbed my fingers raw trying to unscrew the battery grip from my camera. It won't budge. It doesn't help that I wasn't sure which direction would loosen it. I have a blister on my thumb and it is truly stuck.
Has this happened to anyone? Any tips on how to loosen this fucker without damaging my fingers/battery grip?
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| Emmy The Great - History Of Britain |
[21 Oct 2009|11:12pm] |
I wanted to post a video of this song but I can't find one, so here are the lyrics...
EDIT: and here is the song!
Death is a bird, it steals ribbons
we only get the heart we're given.
Those were the hands that I felt beneath my clothes
Then you faded into middle distance.
I make a graph of the history of Britain
What has changed will not be different
these lines will never change
You were mine one time but not again.
You say: My Girl, My Girl, You should be sure
These things you dream of are not yours
Wake up and see the planet that you live in.
And I say whats the point in getting on
The earth will turn, we'll both be gone
We're just another moment on the timeline of the History of Britain.
You talk but you still say nothing
I only want to hear my heartbeat stopping
But stay if you don't have anywhere to go I hate to be alone
I'm want fire everytime you light a cigarette
I want love in your eyes I want a rose with ever step
Now you say that you are tired of trying
And I say that I am tired of you.
You say: My girl, my girl you should be sure
these things you want will never be yours
A lady and a lord for every vision
And I say whats the point in getting on
The earth will turn we will soon be gone
We're just another moment on the timeline of the history of Britain.
The mystery you offer me
Will never be solved
I want to jump and take you with me when I fall.
The mystery you give to me
Will never extend
Oh I will jump and take you with me when it ends.
You say: My girl, my girl you should be sure
Your eyes will tell you stories but the world they give is never your decision
And I say Why do you talk to me at all?
We're born and end, we're moved along
We're just another moment
We are the history of Britain.
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[20 Oct 2009|11:01pm] |
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Ok, Pet Sematary is really starting to creep me out.
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[19 Oct 2009|06:11pm] |
Today at work this little kid was getting books out with his mum, when they'd finished she told him it was time to go, he ran over to the stairs going back up to the library, smiling and giggling. That's not where we're going, she told him, we're going outside. In a split second the smile wiped right off his face. He dropped to his knees, fell forward, palms and forehead to the floor, and BAWLED.
Yeah, sometimes I feel like doing that.
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| Get Well Soon, Bilo ♥ |
[13 Oct 2009|02:08am] |
Peter's in hospital with exhaustion and breathing problems :-(
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| BH |
[11 Oct 2009|11:16pm] |
Sunday is gloomy,
My hours are slumberless
Dearest the shadows
I live with are numberless
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| All of this & nothing. |
[10 Oct 2009|01:13pm] |
I see what you did there.
I feel now all would have been better off left unsaid - for what is the use?
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| FRANKENSTEIN (1931) |
[10 Oct 2009|12:16am] |
IT'S ALIVE! Boris Karloff as Frankenstein's monster.
Did I request thee, Maker from my clay
To mould Me man? Did I solicit thee
From darkness to promote me?
John Milton, Paradise Lost (X.743–5)
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| Rose is the coolest |
[08 Oct 2009|12:36pm] |
You have to work to carve out your own little corner, and I'm certainly smacking my head against the wall trying to make a dent. I just hope I don't get brain-damaged before I get there.
- Rose McGowan
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| can't argue with that. |
[04 Oct 2009|06:02pm] |
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"I don't know how to say this, Kirsty, but your attitude sucks." - XXXX, Dec 2004.
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| "Tiny Dancer" |
[26 Sep 2009|12:42am] |
But oh how it feels so real
Lying here with no one near
Only you and you can hear me
When I say softly slowly
Hold me closer tiny dancer
Count the headlights on the highway
Lay me down in sheets of linen
you had a busy day today
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