Tag Archives: soundtrack

yikes…

Posted on March 13, 2012 by

It’s been over week since my last post and I feel like I should be at some Writers Anonymous meeting right now with a cup of coffee and a leaky pen as I confess the lack of sins against language, … Continue reading →

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all I wanna do…

Posted on October 8, 2011 by

… is bang! bang! bang! And kkkkkkaaaaaaaah ching! Know what I mean? If you do, then you’ve probably heard M.I.A.’s anthem of the unimpressed (if you watched Slumdog Millionaire you heard it on the soundtrack. No, not Jai-Ho sweetheart). Paper … Continue reading →

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lights, camera: Drama Queen!

Posted on October 7, 2011 by

Time to get back to a particularly putrid part of my dismal Dating Past (whilst we conveniently overlook the Dated Present). Well, not so much dating as relational hell. Which, it appears, I’ve a queer knack for f*cking up monumentally … Continue reading →

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brief lives…

Posted on June 13, 2011 by

Ain’t life strange? It’s course can forever change in an instant: an insignificant thought; careless glance; poor decision; missed shot; a single percentage point. Destiny swings in the balance and sadly, sometimes, that’s all it takes to tip. Everything changes… Not … Continue reading →

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highways, byways and way stations…

Posted on April 30, 2011 by

It’s a weird place this no man’s land, in transit, transforming, not-knowing, homeless and yet oddly free. Which I guess I pretty much am. Last week was deeply painful, I wept and howled like a tormented beast. It’s hard to … Continue reading →

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hair today…

Posted on April 20, 2011 by

Someone once said: ‘How can I control my life when I can’t control my hair?” How indeed… The way I see it, women’s hair (like those soundtracks I keep harping on about) is the equivalent of a Times Square billboard. … Continue reading →

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