Saturday, 20 March 2010
Friday, 19 March 2010
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You are my best friend
What are you looking for
It’s hard to believe
But I find you temporarily insane
If you could only see what I can see
With your face
Your eyes
If only you could see what I’ve seen
With your eyes
Do you remember me
I measure life at both ends now
Who is the real me
The occult
The included
The open sesa-me
El paso
Texas
Anticipation is everything
Should I shoot up
Or jerk off
Hallucinations torment me
Give me headaches
Anonymous
Intimate
Too much information
Friday, 12 March 2010
Monday, 8 March 2010
An unfathomable exchange of taut eyebrows and unfashionable conversation in a rotten dole queue between me and an idiot…don’t even waste your time...
me: Hi
him: Hello
me: Can you tell me where I need to be please, I received this letter last week and it isn’t clear on where I have to go…
him: Why do you think I will know if it isn’t clear on the letter
me: Because you work here
him: Yes I know
me: Ok
***long hard silence + irritated eye contact***
me: Ok, well would you like to look at the letter in case I’ve missed something?
***long hard silence + occasional eye contact + him looking at my letter***
him: Whats your name?
me: Tom Giddins
him: You do know your meeting starts in 2 minutes?
me: Yes that’s why I asked you where it is, do you know where it is?
him: I’m going to have to check the lists
me: Right
***long hard silence + irritated eye contact***
him: Whats your name again?
me: Tom Giddins
him: I can’t see it
me: Well I’m definitely meant to be here, it says so on the letter
him: Hmmmm
me: Can’t you ask someone else?
***long hard silence + irritated eye contact***
me: I’m meant to be in my meeting now
him: Paula this person is claiming to have a meeting
me: I have a letter, its not a claim
paula: Is he on the lists?
him: I can’t see him
paula: Pass them here, whats your name?
me: Tom Giddins
paula: Ah yes there you are, you do know you’re late
me: I got here over 5 minutes ago and this guy couldn’t find me
paula: Well I’m afraid you’re going to have to rearrange the meeting and go to the late signing desk…
me: What!? I was here on time, if I sign late my claim gets delayed..
paula: Sorry thats policy
me: But
paula: Please move along and go to the late signing desk, thankyou.



