THEGIRLSGOTRHYTHMTHEGIRLSGOTRHYTHM

"We can't go to sleep, we need to trick our bodies into thinking it's a normal day."
Famous last words. He of this phrase is now slowly falling down the hand that was propping his head up on the edge of the sofa. We are e.x.h.a.u.s.t.e.d. & covered in bruises.

My Day:

• Left Donnington Park at about 4 this morning. Got back to mine about 7ish
• Spent 2 hours in the bath, turning the water gray...
• I made 3 pairs on tights (which are selling like hot cakes thanks to this feature on lost in e minor) hence the hearts on my knees in the above photo, I have to draw them on for placement... You can get some here.
  
• Ate & realized my mum is in Manchester & then Ukraine. I swear I never even see that woman
• Went down to the post office armed with packages from eBay sales PLUS the tights. & more SWEAT zines. The woman laughed at my heart stamps and the fact that I went to walk away before actually paying... I did pay!
• Went to college, for the transition weeks into A2. Yes I re-did a year. I know, I know, I can't to ASs forever. Can you believe I now have 7 AS levels? & should end up with 4 A2s. I don't think I'll ever leave fucking school/college.
• Interviewed my friend Amber who's in a band called The Tamborines. It's for a contribution to this magazine, LACE. Which you can see some screen grabs of, here.
• When I got home Mr Jay had cooked lasagna & we watched the film Kids, with Chloe Sevigny. Fucking weird film. But then Larry Clark is a pretty weird dude, so hey.
• Now I'm making him stay up to watch Mary Queen of Shops (Mary Portas = love) & he thinks his body doesn't know he's had about three hours of sleep in 4 days. That would have to be one stupid body.

How was your weekend? Are you watching the world cup? Are you avoiding it? Have you been to a festival? I miss you all... I will be a better blogger. Promise!

I NEED SLEEP.

LETYOURFINGERSDOTHEWALKING

I'm off to see the wizard
The wonderful wizard of ROCK

It's that one weekend where that skirt wearing ginger girl with the big eyes becomes that girl in the ripped up t-shirt with the bloodshot eyes covered in bruises & other peoples sweat.

The weekend where I earn my stripes as the proud girlfriend of one of those sweaty, tattooed, smelly people that are too scared to push me back. Yay for being a girl in a mosh pit...



DOWNLOAD of course. Yes, yes, I may have been looking forward to Reading for months & months (blink 182, the libertines...er, hello!?!) & I may have forgotten until Monday to arrange my day off at work, but still. Punching people constantly for about 48 hours (with the other 24 filled with eating, not much sleeping &... ahem, other stuff) with them just looking at you & smiling like they could die right there on the spot & be happy. Yep, yep, it's my kind of weekend.

See you there?

SWEATISSUE±4

SWEAT ISSUE±4 IS NOW AVAILABLE

FOR JUST £1!

ONE POUND //
ONE DOLLAR FIFTY

You can get it right !HERE!






Ok sorry, sorry for all the photobooth funsies but I'm at home on a Saturday! (cue gasps) I went into work at 4am this morning dressed as a vampire to sell the new Stephanie Mayer book that NO ONE came to buy. Now I have the whole day (well...it's now 3 o'clock...the rest of the day) to do whatever the hell I like. I think the freedom may go to my head. Hence the above.

Oh and I got a new hat! & a new ring (the green one) & some new nail varnish (the green one)
& yes that is my kitchen...I invest a lot of time in finding suitable backgrounds...
(although it does appear to be a kitchen of cleaning products)

Anywho I have a lot to tell you all, do you like wordy posts though? Do you care what I have to say? I don't know if you do... But we shall see. 2 EXAMS LEFT! Then I'm all yours

SWEAT. BABY. SWEAT

YOU WON'T WATCH THIS BUT YOU SHOULD

It happened again.

MIGHTBEHOLDINGYOURHANDBUTI'MHOLDINGITLOOSE

Hello, hello. I'm back...did you miss me? Ok I know it's only been 11 days since my last post but I've been a pretty good little blogger recently so it felt like a loooong time!

I've been trying to fool myself into thinking it's still hot & swanning around in maxi dresses and big jumpers...wishing it was the 70s & making Mr Jay listen to Patti Smith. Hmm, I want some wide legged, high waist trousers...

Inspiration:



Also craving something covered in a union jack. I'm not sure why... especially in these right-leaning times, any sign of nationalism is something I'd usually shun. But it's the world cup soon &...well look at this tee from nastygal:

It's also finally half term which gives me some time. This illusive phenomenon that I seem to spend a lot of time wasting, then chasing, then wasting. Agh... all the things I must do:

- Re-read Gatsby and Kite Runner
- Stop pretending my maths exam is months away
- Get issue 4 of SWEAT printed & up on the website
- Put stuff on eBay
- Put energy into lovely sane relationship
- Sort out money
- Sort out summer

We'll see how far I get next weekend...stay tuned. How's that for a cliff hanger? Aren't you ever so glad new followers that you chose this blog! Anywho my dears...

What are your plans?

Update:
Just found this photo which sums up everything a bit perfectly...LOVE

YOUSAIDYOU'DLENDMEANYTHINGTHINKI'LLHAVEYOURCOMPANY

You know things are bad when your displacement activity is trying to start your personal statement... Maths revision = least inspiring thing. ever.

Jesus came over to try & cheer me up & took photos of my new candle obsession.
I put like 6 candles in the vase but then left it for a bit, came back & realized it was just whirling round like a fire in the middle once the candles got too short. Ah well... good photos!

What is inspiring through is Miss Kate Nash's new album.
Here are 2 tracks that prove she's not just a poor mans Lily Allen with a worse Mockney accent.

See you on the other side
(of exams)