First thing’s first, I was locked out of my account because I forgot where I put my list of codes to log in (typical) and the text code feature wasn’t working, so yeah, I couldn’t post during Christmas week. A shout-out to Kris, the Happiness Engineer that got me back in. You rock, dude. I… Continue reading Happy New Year!
Germany vs. Argentina. Damn. Two of my most favourite teams. All I could have hoped for was for at least some one winning or at least a tie but not ever at nil-nil. Ugh the gut wrenching that went on in our living room. Yellow cards, trips and flips. Stubbornly refusing to cede a goal,… Continue reading What a game!
You look at some people, at their outward appearances and you judge them to some length. It think it’s instinctive but I also think it’s important to treat it as a hastily scrawled sticky note. One can’t fully ever know a person, no matter how long you’ve known someone, heck, they don’t even know who… Continue reading Judging covers and all that jazz
I sit on the roof. It is a cap roof, if a wind should blow with gusto at a certain angle my house would be decapitated. Get it? I sit here dangling my bare feet whilst the sunrise emerge like a growing splot of spilled tea soaking into my grandmother’s Colgate-white table cloth, but in… Continue reading Hummingbird
Here’s my offering for this week’s Picture it and Write! photo prompts hosted by Ermilia Blog. I must admit this was was a half hearted attempt but I would truly appreciate your thoughts. Cheers! Another day has caught up with me. The night giving way to the morning, but not without a struggle, for I… Continue reading Strangers on my wall
So I’ve finished Doctor Who and am where everyone else is at, awaiting the rein of Peter Capaldi. My body spasms in tears and the time in between them can extend for days. I cry in quiet little tremors and every tear is like an arrow that leaks through the cracks in my skin and strikes… Continue reading Post-Matt blues: Ruminations of a forlorn Whovian
(US and International suicide hotlines at the end) Dear fellow humans, If you made it past a really bad yesterday it means that you’re still here today, able to reach a computer, your eyes aren’t burning badly and too blurry from exhaustion. That’s a lot than what some people can say, the ones that collapse… Continue reading An open letter to the suicidal
Thank God for mothers, and if you’re an atheist then thank … the universe? Thank goodness. I love mine, and there are moments times when I am acutely aware of how fortunate I am. She’s funny, kind and well, very motherly. Seldom do I see her genuinely serious and friends, those are times to thread… Continue reading Here’s to mothers and to trying
Rated it: 5 stars Goodreads blurb Despite the tumor-shrinking medical miracle that has bought her a few years, Hazel has never been anything but terminal, her final chapter inscribed upon diagnosis. But when a gorgeous plot twist named Augustus Waters suddenly appears at Cancer Kid Support Group, Hazel’s story is about to be completely rewritten.… Continue reading The Fault in Our Stars by John Green
This is my bit for last week’s Picture it and Write! photo prompt brought to you by the ladies over at Ermilia Blog. This is a continuation, but from a different view point, of Sweet sweet Isabel, finally got around to it. Cheers. The wind was whipping her loosely bound hair in a frenzy. The… Continue reading The forgotten shore