October 27th, 2016
I’m glad Akismet is a bloody good spam-slayer, I’m spared of all the shit there is. I sometimes do however amuse myself reading the spam comments in the rubbish bin before sending them to oblivion.
“Writing manually is time consuming, but there is tool for this task”
Well yes, it’s called a keyboard. I already use it.
“They may have happen to be spread on the subject of cargo area from a flower bouquet in the last in years past previous to there were clearly many compe .”
Ehm… fire advise goggle to you too, dear sir or madam.
Me too, bot, me too.
October 25th, 2016
Seriously, Julian Arahanga is the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid my eyes upon. I mean
October 22nd, 2016
“I think you look absolutely fantastic with your clothes hanging open like that”, she said and interrupted his digging for keys by licking his chest. “I can’t believe my luck. I get to bonk this whenever I want to.”
( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
October 18th, 2016
So it’s me birthday. Again, as it seems. Funny how the time flies when you’re and so on.
Instead of eating cake so much I’ll puke, I’m at home sneezing what’s left of my brain (‘not a lot’ -you, ‘ye u right’ -me) out. I’ve also been watching a shitty film (i hate to say this but the sequel to Once Were Warriors is painful), drinking a lot of tea and orange juice and hitting up Wayback Machine.
I found a few blog entries from 2005 (jesus i’ve been a blogger for a good while, eh), from my fourth domain, ice-ice.org. I’m ranting on about how music is my life and how it’s the only place that lets me relax because I’m a fidgety bastard. And I’m shouting in caps to Johnnie how much I love him and calling him my knight in shiny armor. I’m having database troubles because of domain move and I’m being a bit of a fangirl.
So, in ten years nothing’s changed.
Except the domain name.
October 15th, 2016
All that I am
All that I ever was
Is here in your perfect eyes
They’re all I can see
I don’t know where
Confused about how as well
Just know that these things will never
Change for us at all
So many feels about my Aotearoa sequel. And the best bit? It’s really not what you’d expect.