Fo’ Serious

My faith, my hope, it’s slowly slipping. It might just be the taste of sick in my mouth, but I’m really not digging my current situation.

REEEEEEEEEEELEEEEEAAASSEEEEEEEEEE PLLLLEEEAAASSEEEEEZZZZZZZZZ.

Wall. Apply directly to the forehead.
Wall. Apply directly to the forehead.
Wall. Apply directly to the forehead.
Wall. Apply directly to the forehead.
Wall. Apply directly to the forehead.
Wall. Apply directly to the forehead.
Wall. Apply directly to the forehead.
Wall. Apply directly to the forehead.
Wall. Apply directly to the forehead.

Sorry for the apathy.

Listening to: Jimmy Eat World – The Middle (see, that’s how emo I’ve gotten lately)

I hate you, fuck you, leave me alone.

Over the past few days, every person in my life has gotten extremely annoying. I just can’t stand them. They’re rude, self-absorbed and just total dipshits.

I don’t know if it’s the moon making them all this way, or if it’s all just in my head. The later seems more probable, but there is a slim chance that they have all joined an alliance to piss me off.

Anyway, the other day I took some portraits of randoms in Camden:

And I’ve wrecked a journal:

And I’m addicted to cheeseburgers (plain pls):

And I’ve just come back from freewheel:

Free apples & sandwiches FTW.

Listening to: Reel Big Fish – Hate You

London Love

For all of my earthly existence, I have resided in London(ish), yet I have never seen the changing of the guards at Buckingham Palace

Today I stumbled upon it by accident, and through all the thousands of tourists I watched the Queen’s Guards marching about.

The Gurkha’s are so leet. They are l33ter than you.

Next week I will do a wheelie in the Queen’s front garden and put them all to shame

Listening to: Hadouken! – Liquid Lives

We All Do It

Yes, we all google ourselves. If you google my online handle (SlipstreamJC), you get a little list of me on the first page:

• flickr stream
• flickr profile
• deviantART profile
• DIGG page
• DIGG profile
• flickr stream RSS feed
• flickr “whatsinyourbag” tag RSS feed (:S)
• Panoramio photos (photos that show up on google earth, only have two on there)
• Page 10 of my flickr feed (:S)
• YouTube profile

I find this all fascinating. This is on the second page. Wtf. And there’s photos of me. How does it know to do that? There are four links to photos of me on page 2 (o_o)

OK, what started as geeky fascination has turned into fear. Google is stalking me. It is e-stalking me.

It’s nice to find people who have blogged my photos though. Like this German fella. And this Spaniard. And this Canadian named Tim.

Somebody (by the name of scho) has put a horse into one of my photos:

Lovely.

Listening to: Patrick Wolf – Get Lost

Baby you’re bad news

Whenever I use my iPod as an alarm, I fall back asleep and dream about the song that’s playing.

This morning when Rilo Kiley’s “Portions for Foxes” came on, I had the most insane dream I’ve ever had in my sleeping life.

The dream took the shape of the song, people in there dream were even saying “It’s bad neeeeews, it’s bad neeeews”.