As I was walking down the street after nipping home to take Elly for a pee, I came up wth an idea for another Subject I am going to tackle. I am going to do a large representation of left hands with the ring finger missing to symbolise that I have cut myself off from the anarchaic and somewhat binding tradition of Western marriage and am living life how I please.
That was very deep wasn't it! But who the F&*k am I kidding - I just want to cover bits of my body in paint and slap them onto some paper. And for further information I actually like the sanctity of marriage just not to my estranged husband LOL xxx- and I would quite happily remarry if the correct person got down on one knee and bought me a diamond roughly about the size of the rock of gibralter, preferably in platinum or white gold (not silver I am allergic) and then took me to bed and lost me for ever. (Can every one hear the Top Gun theme in the background? tee hee hee
I also got my nose pierced this weekend. It's well cool. And I also died my hair bright red, but I keep telling everyone that I drank to much red wine and it has gone to my head. It is pretty much the exact shade as a nice glass of burgundy. mmmmmm, Red Wine. Yummy. Probably not good if I ever got pregant. Any child would probably be born with a glass of red in one hand and a fag in the other. My mum predicted that is how minimi would come out, but she prefers Vodka and Fresh Orange, so mum is obviously not psychic. (only joking about the 9 year old drinking alcohol by the way - before someone reports me to social services and puts my picture on shit mum dot com).
Better go - need to find pictures of snakes mating on the net.
Laters
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