July 2010
A list
People who have complimented my tits:
-gay men
-girls
-asexuals on crystal meth
something tells me my personal brand isn’t reaching its target audience.
existential crises are a pretty funny joke. but doing nothing for no reason isn’t really as laugh-a-minute as it usually is. I want the person I wish I was to be a real person. I want her to be me. It’s nearly August. I’ve spent more than six months answering “so what are you doing at the moment” with “jack shit” or “fuck all” or “not...
Step 1.
My name is Isobel Stockler and I’m addicted to mashups of various indie songs and Little Wayne’s A Milli.
Important thoughts of 26/7/10
-how great is it when there’s two layers of clouds and some strong colour & consistency differences between the layers. One of my favourite cloud situations.
-typing this like i have chopsticks for fingers cause i spent way too long on my nails
-when someone shoves their face right up in yours for like 30 seconds plus, that’s like ‘please kiss this’ right?
Behind...
wearin' heels
doin’ chores
things I realised
when I had my first cigarette of the day:
-so that’s what that headache was about
-fuck.
I like
that the English language allows me to make contractions with impunity. or maybe ‘allows’ is too strong. how about ‘has no means of preventing me’. “long’ll”. too funny.
things the internet needs #1
-a reverse-google-images- where you put in the picture and it tells you who that vaguely familiar/obscenely hot guy is and maybe it can give you a bunch of other photos of them as well. could also have been useful in my attempt to verify what was allegedly snoop dogg rocking out with his cock out.
Don’t take so much shit. If someone tries to make you feel guilty or intimidated, look them straight in the eye and laugh and they’ll probably start to cough in embarrassment. I’d much rather forget what I am, because at the end of the day, at the end of my life, I want to be happy with what I did in it, what I was in it. It doesn’t matter for shit whether I was a boy or a girl. That’s not the...
:'(
why do things exist that shouldn’t? these animals are a horrifying combination of cool and vomit-inducing. I like that the earth still has secrets from us though. like ‘surprise! I stuck a bunch of lobster legs together to make a “spider”!”. good one, world.
Yeah but you're gonna do
What you wanna do
No matter what I ask of you
You think you hold the high hand
I’ve got my doubts.
This is getting ridiculous. I woke up this morning from a dream where I went through my pencil case and found seven (SEVEN!) white-out pens. I need ONE. I have NONE. I don’t even have a pencil case!
the worst dreams
I keep having the same kind of dream where something great happens leading to inevitable disappointment on waking up:
-going to put cash in my wallet only to discover heaps of cash already in my wallet, then waking up with $5.
-finding my missing bear hand fingerless mitten thing and proudly placing the reunited pair on my dressing table, waking up to a lonely mitten sitting where the pair...
