Friday, 29 February 2008

Cockroach

Crawling across my keyboard in an internet cafe down a back street in Soho. Immature and non-threatening it was hardly the horror story I always thought it would be. My first cockroach. I watched it scurry about for a few minutes with sirens wailing behind me and the chatter of a score of different nationalities around me, wondering, if any of them like me have just seen their first cockroach.

Secrets & Lies

"The truth is like the sun, its benefit is entirely dependent on our distance from it"

Monday, 18 February 2008

Resignation

(via text)
Boss: Where are you?
Me: Hiding in a bush
Boss: Which bush. I will come and get you.
Me: A bush you can never find me in
Boss: What the fuck you on
Me: Goodbye

Friday, 1 February 2008

"When the consequences out weight the advantages it is time for change"

Sunday, 27 January 2008

Codeine

I was taking Codeine every day for a month. Letting each tablet melt onto my tongue and the effects wash away the woes and wranglings that have been dragging me down. A life of opiates far beats this shitty life.

Tuesday, 22 January 2008

Blog

It was going to be a movie script and now it’s a blog.
Here’s for the humble potato where so many great things can be created with meagre hands.

Sunday, 20 January 2008

The End 2


It’s the natural order of things. Well, they say.
Everything ends.
Everything changes.
Not one single thing remains the same.
Except this was supposed to last forever. We even made a pact. Perhaps in retrospect it would have been better etched in blood. At least there would have been a sign for the future, a sign that it was all going to end up like this – in the worse possible way.

Wednesday, 16 January 2008

The Doughnut Man

I once knew man who made doughnuts. Original American recipe. He sold them for the entire time I knew him until he was pushed over a bridge in a supposed robbery. I never tasted his doughnuts.

Monday, 14 January 2008

Oh Sweet Canola

I am running out of everything, even the strawberry jam has gone. i miss the sweet smell of truffle oil and the sight of green Tabasco that instantly brought a smile.  There are not even any lentils left and the potatoes are moldy. It has got to a stage where there is only one thing left to do......