Please tell me i'm not just incredibly immature ...

... but does anyone else find this, quite frankly hilarious?
Spotted it on my travels today, oh it made me chuckle.

Love this.

I want to share my friend Fanny's fabulous animation skillz :)
cause she's too lovely to boast about them herself, so I'll do it for her...

"Oh look, it's a hot water bottle"

Or a hot air balloon, same thing really. Just floating along over the garden yesterday afternoon, making the strangest noises.

(soveryjealoussomeonepleasebuymearideinoneofthose)

Words for the soul

"Each friend represents a world in us, a world possibly not born until they arrive, and it is only by this meeting that a new world is born."

- Anais Nin
A diary entry, March 1937

sweet dreams x

Far from sweet

I can't decide if this film gives me goosebumps for all the right reasons, or all the wrong ones - but it is a beautiful film nontheless. Despite the title; it is most certainly not sugar coated, telling a harrowing tale of the entwined love, desparation, euphoria and pain of two heroin addicts. Very absorbing.

Candy, 2006.
(Its got Heath Ledger in it ... need I say more?)

Just as predicted. Sniffle.

Hours spent doing college work: (Ie. glued to facebook whilst absent mindedly playing with plasticine) probably about 6. Shameful.
Hours spent being productive: 0.5
Rediscovered winter wonders: One poxy (although rather woolly) jumper.
Number of tissues that I have sniffled my way through: 9832178913642688 kazillion.
Ughhhhhhh. However, on the sunny side - I now have three little plasticine chums. winner.

note to self: plasticine people never get ill, bahstadz.

Snotty tissues and rediscoveries.

Feeling a bit too sorry for myself at the moment, sitting in bed wondering if i actually maybe might probably not but it is a possibility have the dreaded swine. Yeah, I probably don't, but. Anyway, a day of nothing. I have decided to use this little gem of time to go on a treasure hunt. It is definately that time of year when you gotta haul out the winter clothes and (all too soon) put the summer ones to bed. Joyous Joys. I wonder what I'll rediscover? If it's the fact that I have no winter clothes to wear whatsoever (which I think might sadly be the case,) I may cry. Wish me luck.

Le Moustache

DEFINATELY the next big thing, no?