paperaeroplane stories

So, its late, Im sleepy and trying to get some stuff done that I don't know how to do. Those of you that dont know me will not be amazed that I just cooked something that tastes okay, those that do know me probably think Im making this up. . . So Im watching Saw 2 and weirdly its making me think about food. I look in my fridge and see theres very little, some salad thats just about to go gross, two eggs and some butter, delicious eh? I managed to find some rice but not enough for a meal so mixed it with spaghetti and then friend it all up with the salad and the egg, surprisingly good, I've now got a packed lunch for work tomorrow, I dont think we'll be getting cake and whiskey again which is a huuuuge shame so Ill settle for refried contents of my fridge. . .

Cycling round Camberwell recently I came across this painted on the road, there were a few others but this was my favourite. I am of course thoroughly ignoring the advice

Maybe this is why people think South London is scary. . . bike threats.

Check it people, my mum gave me her old minibar, isn't it beautiful. . . She found it on the streets of bristol after someone threw it out on the street. I've been secretly hankering over it for years now and when she had a clear out she gave it to me. This saves me a trip to the bad place (ikea). Old stuff is brilliant and now I have somewhere to keep all my crockery. . .

This is now where I make all my important phone calls from. Standing up makes me feel more "Wall Street", shouting down the phone pretending to be Gordon Gecko ;

"Green *thing* is GOOD, you either do it right or you get eliminated"

Now all I need is a pineapple shaped ice bucket and I can crack on with the Del Boy impressions as well

Stick With What You've Got, or what other people no longer want. . .

I did it cos it'd be wack if I didn't

I did it on ebay and got a bike