Mish Needs A Garden

So My Gentleman Friend came up with a great description of me and my friends and lovers. He described it as a garden of lovers. I love that description, it makes me think of Alice in Through The Looking Glass walking through the garden of gorgeous talking flowers. I walk through this beautiful place and … Read More


Bamboo Gardens

Last NS (also known as F) will be around Saturday and Sunday, EVERYONE get down the Bamboo Gardens on Sunday at 1pm. We will be there all afternoon. I’ll be up at LURPS tonight to repeat the announcement, but just so’s you all know. YEAY!


Ideal Men…

So, scratch the surface of a Mish and my sister will appear, any minute now I’m going to get out boyfriend contracts a la Da Bitches (actually I think I have a copy of one somewhere) and start quoting ‘Da Bitches rule, Da Bitches rock, Da Bitches they don’t suck cock…’ etc. This lunchtime I … Read More


Luncheon

Today was good, I applied for a job which I’d really like (not teaching unfortunately) and spent the morning shuffling my CV and references around to make it look like I might be a good candidate for the position… I am coming rapidly to the conclusion that all men are boys and some men never … Read More


Better Now?

I had such a great lesson with the Ex-Gardnerian today, I forgot how much he and I think alike in several ways but also that where we differ is fascinating and it makes for brilliant conversation. (In addition to the winning a twenty thing). Having a conversation that ranges from art to magic to just … Read More


Party

Last night was fun, I got to race warthogs. Also put balls into holes in rabbit brains… yeah, so those games were designed in Japan right? Somebody tell me there isn’t a kancho game for the wii yet? Please. American Vicky was about, she pointed out that it seemed like nothing had changed since she … Read More


The Point Is…

Somebody once told me the world is gonna roll me I ain’t the sharpest tool in the shed She was looking kind of dumb with her finger and her thumb In the shape of an “L” on her forehead Well the years start coming and they don’t stop coming Back to the rule and I … Read More



Disconnected

I feel very odd. Sort of disconnected from myself. Almost as if I were looking at someone elses life from a distance. Kind of like I was stoned without any weed or something. I have the sensation of memory or of trance, of looking and visualising scenes but not entirely being there for their playing … Read More


Plunging Days

Days that plunge and plummet through all the possible feelings that they could contain are the best from a writers perspective I guess. The girls night in was rather fun.