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Thursday, 27 January 2005

 here at bigs' time out we appreciate people who prefer to do 'nothing' to 'something'.  so if you are having a lazy day tell me all about it (if you can be bothered).

posted by: skateor at 08:22 | link | comments (4) |

Friday, 14 January 2005

 In school you have to be quiet! which I hate especially if the bells rung while you're in the middle of a very important situation like whether to trade pokemon ruby (gba) for pokemon leaf green (gba) and you need to continue it in class.  Though this often comes up as a great excuse the teachers do not believe you and will probably give you some kind of sentence (punishment).. They dont understand the important business of being a kid because when they've grown up and they get taller, they dont get enough air go crazy and treat everyone with maximum discipline.

posted by: skateor at 19:10 | link | comments (6) |

Tuesday, 11 January 2005

why are kids so strange?  eg they like cartoons more than comedy and they dont even watch the classic cartoons - nowadays its all "teen titans"  when they should be watching pink panther ...

comments on a postcard please.    (this is a kid in front of a rubbish cartoon on telly!)

posted by: skateor at 18:36 | link | comments (3) |

 

jackal, there is a lot of fun to be had doing nothing mate, you should try it!

posted by: skateor at 18:29 | link | comments |

 i do like these smileys

posted by: skateor at 18:23 | link | comments |

     another poem for you!

Human! Run.. er swim!

I remember the good old days,
Where fish swam with their own ways and were free.
Tadpoles didn’t care what they were going to be.
There were no humans there,
so the land was wide and bare.
Just until human came,
All they cared about was luck and fame.
They built factories there
until our land was no longer bare.
They polluted our fun and games,
they even gave us names.
Now we lie alone and still,
And for us there is no “until”.

The end.

(another bit of my untreasured doings..)

posted by: skateor at 18:14 | link | comments (2) |

A sample of my poetry:

Fisherman chant – middle verse

 

O brother sun

You bathe us in your warmth

O sister sun

You blind us so.

O nature melter,

0 skin burner,

o father sun

you give light to the moon.

o mother sun

you boil us so.

what a load of crap eh?

posted by: skateor at 18:10 | link | comments (2) |

  you dont have to lift a finger - we do it for you!

posted by: skateor at 08:24 | link | comments (5) |

Monday, 10 January 2005

Rune, I'm too lazy to make doughnuts and I prefer classic rock to silly pop!

Seth, Thanks for the link to the fabulous doughnut site - its made me so hungry I am sneaking out to the bakery... dont tell!

posted by: skateor at 21:30 | link | comments (2) |

 Love my job(not)

posted by: skateor at 08:31 | link | comments |

 thought for the day:  mmmm doughnuts!

posted by: skateor at 08:22 | link | comments (2) |

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