...the rock star dream.
The contents of my coffee table sometime last week, after a mid-week cop out with Ant and Third Roommate. The glamourous life I lead is evidenced by the following items:
Wine, Picasso exhibition leaflet, jumping jolly pecker, wine glass, books (on Johannesburg, appreciating wine and Andy Warhol), coaster ("Are you normal? No!"), TV remote, Rizla papers, spliff tin, bulging if-you-look-you'll-get-cancer ashtray (of which I happily made zero contribution), box of cigarettes and.... zit cream.
Rock and roll.
16 comments:
Did you make it to the Picasso exhibition? It was on my list of "things to do" which I didn't do.
You know what, I actually didn't. That is Ant's leaflet. The day I was meant to go was after that Colab concert, and I was too flipping exhauted to eat nevermind actually leave my apartment.
I do regret it though. I really do. :(
OK, so it's called a coffee table... Aren't we missing something?
Err... get a maid? :)
Ha ha - don't worry, I'm sure G-Cliff will love it! I know for a fact that he's chatted about how much he loves reading blogs and how he thinks the South African ones should get more publicity and hey, if he mentions it, that just means more 'Anons' on your blog! Could be fun!
Come on - you deserve the publicity! It's a great blog! Be proud and claim it!
Martin and Daedalus collectively - this pic was taken at 2:00am once people had gone home. The last thing on my mind was coffee and maids. Until the next morning that is.
Rays - ok, ok I'll claim it. I guess calling someone a fuckwit isn't all bad. ;)
If it does by some millionth of a chance get a mention, and I don't hear it, be sure to let me know. x
Hehe... nah... that coffee table of yours is a *familiar site* to me. I miss the days of sitting around a single ashtray with a bottle of wine and good company
Daedalus - tell me about it. It's been two weeks since I've kicked butt, lietrally, and I see my social life winding down to a mere three piss ups in a week.
Appalling.
So tonight I will rectify this by oing out and shaking ass. Haven't done it in a while.
brilliant - definitely a sign of a chilled but messy night in!
Hear hear. Sometimes becoming a living room sloth is totally what it's cracked up to be. :)
Come now Peas, we both know the table seldom looks cleaner than that! On 5 out of 7 days we're having people over to leave the place looking like that!
...like last night.
I'm officially rationing Third Roommate to once a week visitations. It's getting a bit much this 4 times/week scenario.
Yeah right, and I am Marcus Schenkenberg.
Prove it.
Hahaha.
No! I'm Marcus Schenkenberg dammit!!
Anonymous, you're anonymous. You don't have a face.
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