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“I could do better than that”: great works of literature and their hilarious Amazon reviews

Tuesday, September 29th, 2009

Pretty much everyone I know has issues with Amazon — its ethics, its practices, its attempts at world domination one book at a time… there’s a lot to get upset about. However, if you’re into your literature and you like a good laugh, there’s nothing like it. Read on for 16-year-olds trashing Hamlet and then hailing JK Rowling as our “best literary talent”; a guy who reckons he could write a better poem than Ginsberg’s Howl by pounding his head on a keyboard (oh please, please try!), and an American who thinks that Scots is nothing more than “insincere gimmickry.” Hooray for teh internets!

“xxsarahxx” on William Shakespeare’s Hamlet
If it didnt [sic] hav [sic] Shakespeare on the front, i wudnt[sic] look twice: I read Macbeth not too long ago, i [sic] really enjoyed it. It was clever, intelligent, thought provoking but a really good story too. So perhaps my expectations were too high, when i [sic] came to study Hamlet as a text for GCSE.
It’s dull, monotinous [sic], boring. The only way you can get anything out of it is if you over-analyse to such a level that you change the plot of the play completely! I apologise to all Hamlet fans out there, but i [sic] really dont see why this play demonstrates Shakespeare as a great British writer.
The soliloquies are perhaps why the play is most famous, and i [sic] had to write a 3000 word essay on how they connect Hamlet to the audience. But they don’t. Apart from one, “tis now the very witching time of night…” they are all bland and show nothing but Hamlet’s idiocy, stupidity, and cowardice.
So there you go, read it if you will. Who knows, it may be a question in a pub quiz, but i [sic] just want to warn you that compared to a lot of Shakespeare’s other work, this just isnt up to scratch. sorry xxx
(Just for fun, here’s another of xxsarahxx’s reviews… of Harry Potter!: “its [sic] not just a lot of codswallop okay - it is amazing, and if u [sic] dont believe me then read it agen [sic], and agen [sic] until you realise just how good this book is!…
The characters are, dare i use the cliche [sic], ‘’so real i feel like i’ve known them my whole life” hehe. The plot is engaging, and immense!! I just hope that people arent [sic] put off by the media frenzy and Daniel Radcliff; and take opeertunity [sic] of one of Britains [sic] betsliterary [sic] talents.”)

“James Murdoch” on William Shakespeare’s Macbeth:
This book is incredibly boring.

This Shakespeare guy is way over-rated.

Iit is written in old English so you need an other [sic] book to simply translate it’s [sic] text. In this day and age you would be insane to read this for fun. Rent a blu-ray disc or go to the cinema or something.

On the other hand if you are doing it for school then I guess you have to buy it.

“A Customer” on Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein:
Mary Shelley wrote this book when she was 18 and it really shows. This was the one of the worst books I have ever read, seriously I would rather read the berstein bears. Mary Shelley uses a lot of fancy words and complicated sentence stucture but the book really doesn’t say anything. There is no underlying message, it seems that she creates scenes to move her plot along, for instance the monster must learn how to talk and read so he camps out in someones [sic] shed and observes them for months without detection, it just so happens that there is a foreign woman at the house learning how to speak French. What a coincidence. The plot is not justified, Victor hates the monster because …. I don’t know he isn’t the evil spawn of satan or anything, and then there is the monster drove [sic] to kill because he was lonely? Come on now. Shelley tries to reach emotional climaxes and moving passages but she didn’t have anything to say. The book was boring, it had a bland and combined a very vague writing style full of tautology with not much content, and a “sissy” plot, not at all scary or even plausible

“Dr. Joey Raymoss” on James Joyce’s Ulysses:
My goodness, I honestly pity those unfortunately pretentious people that claim this is a good, let alone great, piece of literature.
The reality is, Joyce wrote this book knowing that the psudo-intellectuals [sic] would read into it in the fear of being regarded as less intellectual than their piers [sic].
Let me set the record straight, I have an official Mensa IQ of 169, and i [sic] studied this book at university. Do you know what I thought?
This book is useless. It’s nonesense [sic]… and it’s meant to be. The joke is on you people that actually buy into the lie and hype of this work. It is nothing but random clip bits of a meaningless bunch of boring characters.
Those who haven’t read it: you gain more from not doing so, because reading this book will do nothing but depress you!

“DARREN “Big Nose” WALKER Darren” (really) on JD Salinger’s Catcher in the Rye
As this is viewed as a 20th Century classic I thought I might give it a read. Oh dear, thats [sic] a few hours of my life I’ve wasted and will never get back again. This is almost 200 pages of drivel. It tells the inane story of a youth who finds everything he sees and does boring and because he has no enthusiasm for anything I found it impossible to find anything he did of any interest. Plus the 1940’s jargon has not aged well and got on my nerves.

“A Customer” on Allen Ginsberg’s Howl
Trite and undecypherable [sic], this is muck from the human demon that brought us NAMBLA*.

Filks [sic], I could pound on my keyboard randomly and come up with content equally meaningless. However, I doubt it would be accepted by so-called poetry fans with equal rabid enthusiasm.

*NB: Allen Ginsberg did not create the NAMBLA.

“J. Roberts “Jinny” (Maryland)” on Carol Ann Duffy’s Selected Poems
One particularly tired technique used is writing in Scottish dialect. Janet Paisley also uses this technique, achieving a similarly dull and infuriating result. If she had written her poetry in Gaelic, I would have admired her more, even though I cannot understand Gaelic. I would have admired her more because Gaelic is an actual language, whereas ‘Scottish’ is not. ‘Scottish’ is a dialect, and not even a particularly attractive one at that. It sounds unrefined, and frankly, ugly - and this is coming from a person who has lived in Scotland for 20 odd years. This doesn’t even touch on the fact that it limits the readership of her poetry. Anyone other than a Scottish person simply won’t understand words like ‘dug’ (dog), or ‘kenned’ (knew). Besides which, the use of these words doesn’t ring particularly ring true [sic]. People don’t even use words like ‘kenned’ in Scotland. All this serves to do is highlight the contrivance and lack of sincerity in Duffy’s writing. She has probably never spoken in Scottish slang in her life. She is merely using it to marginalise her poetry and give a small-time publisher something ‘local’ to market. Such insincere gimmickry is infuriating.

OK… when you’ve got over the feeling of wanting to repeatedly slap “J. Roberts “Jinny” (Maryland)” in the face, see what you can find. I bet you can dig up a gem to better this lot… anyone who does will win a prize (for reals!).

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Procrastination Station #55

Friday, September 25th, 2009

It’s suddenly Friday again! Hello weekend!

The Booker Prize: same old same old // Poem of the week // The lost art of handwriting (Definatalie’s talking about this too!) // Happy Birthday, HG Wells! // The Picture of Dorian Gray = awesome // Quiz: how well do you know your weird words? // & hooray!

I’ve been seeing this image all over the blogosphere this week!

Next week is Banned Books Week. Start planning your celebrations!

I loved Fiona’s blogpost on “Scrumptious Words.”

Lovely hand-drawn typography and design.

Rejected recently?

When one of your wedding guests is a typewriter…

Found online this week: Former Featured Poet Wendy Kwok at Bolts of Silk // Last week’s FP Matt gave me a mention // More cool vispo from Stephen Nelson // Another lovely poem from Regina — the girl’s prolific! // Howie Good at a handful of stones

I want this man to illustrate my bookcover…

…or this man!

I loves a good rant.

The most controversial magazine covers of all time.

Smile!

Twisted Sister: Cinderella & friends just got ugly (NB: don’t show this to your six year old!)

Unspeakable cuteness.

Tattoo overload: Paris Tattoo Art Fest (Facebook) // The Hell City Tattoo Fest // Geeky physics tattoos // The Heart vs The Head /It’s Medusa! // A TS Eliot tattoo // & people always ask me “what will you do about your tattoos when you’ve grown up?” …my new response will be: “I hope I’ll still be rocking them with all the style of this lady!”

& finally… hilarious mobile phone drama!

& shock revelation: Lady Gaga used to make great music!

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This week’s Featured Poet Matt Haigh interviewed.

Sunday, September 20th, 2009

Tell us about your poems.
A lot of people say they’re very visual, but all I can say right now is that they’re constantly evolving.

How long have you been writing?
Since I was 16. I started out with ambitions of writing an erotic cyberpunk novel about dysfunctional characters drifting in an imaginary dystopia. Poetry came along just over a year ago.

Do you have any publications to your name? What’s the next stage for your work?
My first poem was published in Poetry Wales earlier this year, but that feels a lifetime away from the style I inhabit now. Being creative is all that’s important for me, so I just want to keep pushing myself, and maybe pluck up the courage to read to an audience.

What do you think is your biggest poetic achievement to date?
The positive comments from editors, friends and family.

What’s the best thing about writing poetry? And the worst?
The best thing for me is using poetry as a device to get people looking at things in a way they hadn’t considered before. The worst thing is how writing it often feels like trying to hit a target while standing drunk in a pitch-black room.

Got any suggestions for young, upcoming poets?
Don’t hold yourself back. Try to avoid the fear of appearing “difficult.” Getting poetry out there is good, it should aim to be inclusive, but I don’t believe the art itself should be sacrificed for popularity. We are complex, we are difficult, and good poetry reflects this. There’s nothing wrong with challenging people and making them think a bit.

Who/what influences your poetry?
Most of the time it’s just these images popping into my head out of the blue, but also the struggle for something original. Worrying about whether the end result is good or complete rubbish doesn’t matter so much as long as I’m being different and experimental. I could try to play it safe and maybe it would get published, but I think that would be a pretty boring way to work.

Dismantle

Take your head, pick the lock with a knife,
or for that thick skull use a hatchet,
then with gloves (to avoid the stain)
methodically start to unpack it.

Crack apart the two halves
as you would an Easter egg, drain
all fluids, nostalgia’s pool,
and siphon off the memory dregs.

Remove with care those tricky parts -
the medulla oblongata -
neurons and chambers like greenhouses
growing buds of laughter.

Tip upside down this toolbox,
give the skull a pat and a shake:
dislodged, your dreams will clatter out
(they betrayed you anyway) and break.

Scoop out a handful of mossy veins:
unravel, stretch, press flat and bend
‘till you have a map of humankind
with tracks and roads that never end.

Once empty you’ll find the root cause
of those bad thoughts - the parasite
who crawled in through your ear, and shrunk
himself to an inch in height.

With thumb and forefinger, prise out the old flame
as you would the tail of a crayfish or
tarantula’s bite. Then, with head dismantled,
get on with your life.

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Procrastination Station #53 & #54

Friday, September 18th, 2009

Hey all — apologies again for the absence of this post last week. Normal service has now resumed, and this is a bumper edition to make up for last time! Here’smy pick of the last two weeks’ interwebs to amuse, enthrall and most importantly, inspire!

Going back to school: literature quiz! // The poem of last week! // Nick Hornby is actually rather good // Poster poems: rock // Caring poets // Poem of this week! // Quiz: how well do you know Agatha Christie? // No one likes Dan Brown // What’s the use of erotic poetry? // & a new Guardian poetry workshop to enter!

Rachel McKibbens has a freaking cool new site.

A lovely poem by Lorine Niedecker, thanks to Swiss.

A nostalgic look back at the recent history of publishing.

Welcome to the Weird Book Room!

Let’s go to art camp.

Get well soon, Garrison Keillor.

Some amazing typography.

Hilarious dark secrets of the publishing industry — revealed!

A poem from the great Ted Kooser.

One Night Stanzas is one of the Writing White Papers Top 27 writing blogs!

How cool is this journal?!

All submission guidelines should read like this.

When is a phonebox like a library?

Ideas…

Found online this week: A new poem from Regina // ONS poets Asmara Malik and Amy Blakemore at a handful of stones // Cool concrete poetry from Stephen Nelson // A short and sweet new piece from former FP Kerri Ni Dochartaigh // Col on Nina Simone // A brilliant writing prompt at project:transparence // Howie Good’s new book is out! // & Fiona needs your help!

An inspiring message from Kind Over Matter

I absolutely love the In The Booth blog.

Eye candy: Awesome art/typography by Fiodor Sumkin // ARMOgeddon // cool photos of lightning strikes // a lifesize knitted Ferrari — for real! // Phillipa’s Green Ink Flickrspiration // Subversive street sculpture // & Rare and amazing footage of Pablo Picasso painting live.

Reviving Polaroid: project impossible?

Did we need any more proof that Damien Hirst is a talentless, humourless ****? Oh well, here’s some anyway.

Is the concept of Body Mass Index totally flawed? This suggests it is.

What are the most annoying fonts?

Geek stuff: Nerdcake! // Predator immortalised // Footnotes are great. I like them. // Someone has too much time on their hands… but the result is incredible. // Hell yes! // a geek’s tribute to Patrick Swayze // Go ask Alice // Sweet Beat tees.

Need some early Halloween inspiration?

I actually think this is a “win” rather than a “fail,” but hey…

Amazing Woodstock-inspired wedding

Come on, what’s cuter than a crochet shark?

& speaking of cute…

Wear your love for Edgar Allen Poe!

& I really want one of these.

Finally… ethical wrapping:

& a great short film made by my baby sister!

Have a great weekend!

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This week’s Featured Poet is Matt Haigh

Friday, September 18th, 2009

Matthew Haigh is a 24 year old published poet, arts graduate, graphic designer and critic based in Cardiff. He strays between the default mode of quiet confidence, and erratic bouts of anxiety. He has a fondness for Japan, cyberpunk and vintage horror films. Most of these topics get discussed sometimes on his blog: www.bluehorsepoetry.wordpress.com

Fight Or Flight

My brother’s head is a church whose windows
bulge with black glass.
Engravings wrought upon the stone are strangers’
heads growing horns.
He says my head is filled with dreams
that bubble quartz crystal bright.

He says my thoughts spring white and clean
inside a placid pool.
Brother’s wild, volcanic springs
are shot with octopus ink.
Logic and reason puzzled themselves into Rubik’s Cubes
and sank to the bottom.

He’s hunched in front of the television,
hooked on Space Invaders. “Look how those coloured polygons
drop in droves like scorpions.
My doubts cluster just the same and sting
with equal precision.”

That he could communicate, not through a screen
but face to face - I hear a click -
his words are locked inside a skeleton ship.

I’ve seen his secrets go down
in a pixelated mushroom cloud.

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Featured Poet Eddie Gibbons interviewed.

Saturday, September 5th, 2009

Tell us about your poems.
My work tends to look for the humour in serious situations and the seriousness in humorous situations. I have the capacity to appear lighthearted whilst I’m sharpening an axe behind my back.

How long have you been writing?
I’ve been writing odds and sods for about forty years, though I only started taking it ‘seriously’ about fifteen years ago.
My first collection was published in 1999, when I was fifty.

Do you have any publications to your name? What’s the next stage for your work?
I’ve had three poetry collections published, all by Thirsty Books
Stations of the Heart (1999).
The Republic of Ted (2003).
Game On! (2006 & 2009).
My next offering, ‘What They Say About You’, is due to be published this year by Leamington Books, Edinburgh.
I don’t know how my work will develop, if it develops at all. I feel as though I’m still serving my writing apprenticeship. I plan to do a lot more readings in future. I hope to be around long enough to publish a Selected Works, if only because I’ve got a great title for the book.

What do you think is your biggest poetic achievement to date?
Performing my poem ‘The Poetry Police’ to two members of the Constabulary one midnight on Union Street, Aberdeen. They were a very good audience, considering the fact that I was slagging them off. I was accompanied by a Jamaican trumpet player called Fola, who was a regular busker back in the night.

What’s the best thing about writing poetry? And the worst?
The best is when people refer to me as ‘Eddie the Poet’ instead of ‘That sad old sod drinking alone in the corner.’
The worst? Deciding how to invest all my fictional royalties.

Got any suggestions for young, upcoming poets?
Keep at it. Even if it takes most of your life to get a book published, the thrill is just as good at fifty as it is at fifteen. And, with any luck, you’ll have met some great people along the way.

Who/what influences your poetry?
I like the Les Murray quote – ‘I’m only interested in everything.’
I would paraphrase that as ‘I’m only influenced by everything.’
Poetry is my university and my playground.
I suppose I best outlined my philosophy to Anita Govan, a fellow non-academic writer, whilst skipping a light fandango with her at a recent handfasting (Cadwallender v Campolat)-

‘I look at our poetry like this, Anita- it’s like we’re two kids in the middle of a playground, surrounded by classrooms full of academics studying literature, heads buried in worthy books, while we’re out here dancing; dancing for the joy of it.’

3 Haiku

on omata pier
the word splash splashes my face,
slashing my lashes

robert de niro
has finally lost the plot
(robert’s denoument)

oxymoronic
(good grief!) has five syllables!
(handy for haiku)

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Procrastination Station #52

Friday, September 4th, 2009

Link love list!

AL Kennedy on coming down from the Edinburgh Festival.

It’s not just me who’s unhappy about Google’s “megalibrary” ideas… but how honest are Amazon?

Open for submissions: an anthology of one-Tweet fiction.

I only just discovered GPS (Global Poetry System) – it’s awesome! Get on there and add some poetic goodness!

How writing changes you.

Found online this week: Col has two poems in Poet’s Letter (congrats!) // Brand spanking new stuff from McGuire // Aiko gave “Masters” a lovely write-up! // & Kevin Spenst gave me a shout-out in a very interesting post about getting inspired by music…

Cheesy, but as a Greek mythology fan… I kind of love this.

A really, really cool Typofile from Nubby Twiglet.

Sweet tattoo pics from Rock ‘n’ Roll Bride, here and here.

& speaking of tattoos… an incredible tattoo that really looks like embroidery stitching // photos from the SF tattoo expo // the cool new Alexander McQueen ad // amazing Alphonse Mucha ink

A perfect Christmas present for Boy!

Very cool notebooks.

Awe-inspiring Mexican grafitti art.

& finally… how freakily cool and weirdly inspiring is this lady?!

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Have a great weekend, all!

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More from Featured Poet Eddie Gibbons

Friday, September 4th, 2009

Another poem from Featured Poet Eddie. Another — and the interview — tomorrow!

Why love hurts.

I think I know why
you’re feeling
stung and lost –

love is a butterfly
that mated with a wasp.

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Things I Love Thursday #52

Thursday, September 3rd, 2009

Hey guys, lookie! It’s the 52nd TiLT! Which means… if you’ve been doing TiLTs with me since the beginning (I know some of you have with varying degrees of dedication!), we’ve made it to a year of Things Loved On A Thursday. Quite an achievement methinks. So… one year on, what am I loving this week?

The end of TiLT.
Yep, it’s run its course I think. I’m glad I did it, and glad I kept it up for so long. I know it’s divided opinion on the blog — some of you love the opportunity to hear about what I’m up to, others have said they find it a bit fluffy and irrelevant. Both valid opinions, but like I say, I’m glad I tried it. Saying ‘thanks’ for the cool things that are happening around you — however small — is always a good idea; trust me, karma! It’s actually been quite a challenge as well… believe it or not I am a bit of a grumpy old bag and some weeks I actually dreaded Thursday rolling around because it would mean having to put on my cheery ‘what good things have happened this week?’ face. But then, some weeks it felt like nothing good had happened — particularly recently, when both my elderly grandfathers were hospitalised, or when I missed out on funding for my PhD and couldn’t find work — but TiLT was actually like therapy, stupid as that sounds. Forcing myself to find good stuff to tell you guys was actually very useful and grounding. It’s been a weird and wonderful exercise, definitely a good one.
So what next? I am pondering this. I want to do another regular “slot” on the blog but I’m not sure what. Running Read This Press has got me very interested in publishing, crafting and whatnot, so I wondered about a weekly craft-type post of some sort. I am also a big type geek and love Nubby Twiglet’s reasonably-regular Typofiles series, though I do find some of her choices a bit same-y sometimes. I was thinking about doing my own version of that, possibly. Other thoughts: something to do with typewriters (the weekly typewriter? I know The Book Oven used to do this but I reckon there’s still mileage in it), book covers (poetry book cover of the week? There aren’t enough “interesting” poetry covers out there and more exposure for the really good ones might be nice) or small presses (small press of the week? Too much like Featured Magazines?). Or I could channel all my tattoo-obsessing into a weekly post, but I’m aware that would not be to everyone’s taste and it would be less than relevant to this blog. So basically I’m in a quandry and want to hear your thoughts — what should replace TiLT?

Productive weekends.
I’m never happy unless I’m busy — it drives my whole family insane. I can’t sit and watch TV without having something else to do (writing posts for ONS, often!), and nothing “calms me down” more than having a new project to get stuck into (oddly enough). Just as an example… this past weekend, I: cleaned my house from top to bottom (my parents were coming!), read at the last nights of Utter! and Underword and saw the last of the Festival, marauded the streets, watched movies with Martyna and Boy while bleaching paper for the latest print run of You Old Soak, making heaps of jewellery and drinking dirty martini, decorated my fireplace (I mentioned my Mexican candles a couple of TiLTs ago — here are Death and the Virgin of Guadeloupe), sent out a heap of orders from you lovely people, sorted out a bunch of stuff I’ve been hoarding with the intention of making zines and other crafting projects, drank tea and people-watched from my window, and put together the first few copies of “Masters,” the new RT Press chapbook. I am officially a nightmare to live with.

Autumn.
I remember this being in one of my very first TiLTs so it’s nice (and weird) to see it here again. I love autumn, and I am really looking forward to my first autumn living in Stockbridge as there are far more trees here. Apparently there’s also a lively guising scene around here, as it’s a smaller, safer community than you get in the Old Town where I used to live — less pubs and revellers, too! So I am looking forward to Halloween a lot, too (not that I’ll be guising myself… though I have already planned my Halloween costume and it is going to kick ass — but it’s a secret for now). And this autumn I also start my PhD (Creative Writing & Contemporary American Poetics)… I’m nervous but excited.

My new job!
This needs to get a mention, I’m so grateful and excited about it. Basically, up until May I was working as a Lecturer in English at Edinburgh’s Telford College, but obviously the summer holidays started and I was looking at a long stretch of unemployment. Fortunately, I’d saved up enough to live over the summer, but in around mid-June, it became obvious that Telford would be having a huge staff shake-up for the new academic year, and that my job may well (and in fact did) disappear. The past month, I’ve been in a bit of a blind panic — I’ve been applying for jobs left, right and centre but getting next to no interviews. Last week I was offered a job at Blackwells and grudgingly took it (sure, it’s working in a bookshop and don’t get me wrong, that is seriously cool, but the hours were very long and potentially anti-social — ie, full time over Christmas and New Year — and the pay was low and non-negotiable), but I wasn’t happy. Then suddenly out of the blue, I got a call from my curriculum manager at Telford, saying that if I could come in RIGHT NOW, there might well be a job for me. Two hours later, I was officially awarded the post of Lecturer in Literature and Communications, and I am over the moon. I absolutely love working at Telford and teaching in general — after a month of sending out desperate appeals to the Universe, fate smiled upon me. I start on Monday — hooray!

Honourable mentions: Catching up with old friends — over the Festival I managed to see a bit of Jazzman John Clarke who I met at the London Poetry Fest in 2008, and love to bits. We went for a beer and talked at length about his latest adventures (recording with incredible musicians in Italy) and my PhD. He’s a true Beat scholar and gave me heaps of tips and book recommendations to get me started. A LIVING LEGEND, I tell you // Happy meetings. Also just over the course of the Festival, I’ve met/encountered Richard Tyrone Jones, Gavin Inglis, Adrienne J Odasso, Paula Varjack, Andrew J Wilson and loads and loads of other fantastic writers and performers. Check all these guys out, they’re brilliant. // Being involved in the Edinburgh Festival. I haven’t done this since I was in high school, really — it’s all become very corporate and expensive and that put me off. But this year I’ve been really sucked into the PBH Free Fringe (a freaking awesome thing), and my love for the Fest has been reignited! I also read at the Edinburgh Book Festival, which I think will be a life-defining event for me. // Wwilfing (what was I looking for -ing) on tattoo sites for far too long, plotting a new tattoo and dreaming of having enough money for it! // regular movie nights // friendly Tesco.com delivery guys who tell me off for being lazy (yes, I am).

And you? IT’S THE LAST TiLT! TELL ME WHAT YOU’VE LOVED THIS WEEK!

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