"How Glasgow is alright really" reason numero uno

good morning

Chocolate dipped in chocolate (with a chocolate centre) for breakfast is all well and good... but sometimes flowering jasmine-arch green tea and a fuckload of bananas is just better. Sorry France.


What I Wore n shit


The last couple What I Wore's until I arrive in Glasgow, find a scanner, and sober up.

See all my contributions here and everybody else's (theres tons) here. Oh and a wee thank you to Gemma for featuring me on the blog as well, shes dead nice like that.


Clinkity clink


During my trip to Toulouse last week I learnt many things. I learnt that Champagne plus Rose plus Red plus Pint equals some very energetic and unbelievably sophisticated dancing. I also learnt that Toulousain sausage is probably THE BEST sausage, ever. I think I learned to drive - by pretending in my head that it was actually me and not Raph who was driving the 12 hour round trip (whilst making car noises). I did that pretty much the whole time apart from when i was sleeping. Pretending to drive in your head is exhausting. Anyways, we'll see how well that one pans out in my first driving lesson on Thursday. Be afraid people of Glasgow, be very afraid.

Probably the most important thing I learned though was something I already knew, and just needed reminding of. That is if you are going to clink glasses with a french man you must stare unblinkingly into their eyes whilst clinking or risk 7 years no sex. Some take this VERY SERIOUSLY. So don't fuck it up.

RE not cool

I tried to give RE verbs a proper go this week but I still have absolutely no idea how to use them. I think I was a tad preoccupied by trying to organise my imminent trip to Glasgow. And getting the bit of cake making my delete button stick out from under my keyboard. And trying to keep hyperactive dying wasps THE FUCK away from me. Its a hard life.

Anyways, expect to see more of these dirty bastards in the near future... here's PERDRE (to lose) to wet your appetites.



procrastination factor LEVEL TEN


My levels of procrastination hit a new high today thanks to Gemma Correll's new wee flickr group. Unfortunately (or fortunately perhaps) its too hot here to wear anything other than a wee shitey sun dress so I went for it on the "crabbit face" area instead.

Also - I know I'm a tad late with this weeks French learny-ma-bob. I was in Toulouse for a bat-shit-crazy-AMAZING party for four days so I mostly just concentrated on learning to shimmy in high heels without falling in the apples and how to talk champagne induced crap. In TWO languages no less! (English AND Gibberish). I was going to give you a step by step guide but I'm pretty sure you know how already. You pro.