Drunkmare - Ticonderoga
English by chance and Yorkshire by the grace of god. Happy Yorkshire day.
My nephew had to write about his favourite person and he chose me, that was a nice thing that happened to me today.
This weekend I am camping by the sea with the lovely girl—w0rld.
Glass/Film // S. Carey
"sorry i didn’t respond to your text i was disenchanted with the entire human experience," a thrilling new memoir by me
Simon & Garfunkel, April Come She Will
Dear employers, I will have to take the day off today because:
☐ It’s December and the streets are papier-mached with wet bronze leaves and it’s so dark outside that the cars have their headlights on at 3pm
☐ I have recently been through a breakup, or I have been through a breakup at any time in my life really, and I woke up today with the absolute conviction that I will never be loved again
☐ A dog looked at me
☐ I got a text from someone for whom I feel a mix of concern and frustration and recognition and longing that is both more and less than romance
☐ Someone made a joke about dead pets meeting you in heaven
☐ Daylight savings time
☐ I passed a knot of flowers that were so bright they glowed through the dim grey water of the day and when was anything in my life last that luminous?
☐ Girls are too pretty
☐ For the first time I genuinely comprehend that there is not enough time to have all the lives I wanted
☐ I accidentally listened to Leonard CohenWhy I Am Not Coming In To Work Today (via kabinessence)
Decided that I need a new job seeing as though the one I currently have is literally the most spiritually unsatisfying thing in the world, there is very little joy a person can take from picking up a phone and talking to irate people about Vodafone for 11 hours, even writing about it now is boring me completely.
I understand that work is what it is. I’m not as naive as to think that every shift should be incredible and of course I do remember what it was like when I didn’t have a job or any money to my name, and so I am infinitely appreciative for the opportunity. I just can’t imagine what it must be like to go into work and come home having done something even the littlest bit fulfilling.
At least looking for jobs is a great load of fun and not actually the most fucking drab and frustrating thing on the internet.