Wednesday
Im Bored
Thirty-seven pointless questions.[one] what is your natural hair colour?
Red
[two] where was your last vacation to?
Algarve, Portugal
[three] what's your middle name?
Paul
[four] your current relationship status?
Perpetually single
[five] does your crush like you back?
No
[six] what is your current mood?
Sober
[seven] what colour underwear are you wearing?
Blue/Pink Boxers
[eight] what makes you happy?
Dolce & Gabbana, Stoli, Laughing with friends
[nine] What makes you feel guilty?
Harvey Nichols, Bank Statements, My Mother
[ten] if you could go back in time and change something, what
would it be?
I would have followed my heart not my wallet choose a creative profession
[eleven] if you must be an animal for one day, what would you be?
Id rather be a bird so I could fly far away, or a dolphin for similar reason
[twelve] ever had a near death experience?
Yes, whilst sailing
[thirteen] something you do a lot...?
Smoke, drink and shop, in that order
[fourteen] what's the name of the song stuck in your head right now?
New York, Frank Sinatra
[fifteen] who did you copy and paste this from?
Shelly
[sixteen] name someone with the same birthday as you?
No one, but Elton John married on the day I was born, maybe it was a sign
[seventeen] when was the last time you cried?
Couple of days ago
[eighteen] How old is your pet?
Dead
[nineteen] if you could have one super power what would it be?
China................ or mind control
[twenty] what's the first thing you notice about the opposite sex?
Hair if I'm stood up /Boobs if I'm sat down
[twenty-one] what do you usually order from starbucks?
Venti Latte
[twenty-two] what's your biggest secret?
Your reading my diary, you tell me.
[twenty-three] favorite color?
Azure
[twenty-four] when was the last time you lied?
A couple of weeks ago
[twenty-five] do you still watch kiddy movies or tv shows?
Fresh Prince re-runs
[twenty-six] what are you eating or drinking at the moment?
Food, are you kidding me. Drinking Bombay Sapphire Tonica
[twenty-seven] do you speak any other language?
Español
[twenty-eight] what's your favourite smell?
The Sea
[twenty-nine] if you could describe your life in one word what would it be?
Repressed
[thirty] when was the last time you gave/received a hug?
Probably last night, I was drunk
[thirty-one] have you ever been kissed in the rain?
Yes, and the rest
[thirty-two] what are you thinking about right now?
Shoes
[thirty-three] what should you be doing?
Revising Corporate Law & Taxation. Exactly.
[thirty-four] what was the last thing that made you upset/angry?
My Homophobic Friday / a recent picture of Britney showing her thong.
[thirty-six] do you like working in the yard?
Edd.d doesn't do yards
[thirty-seven] if you could have any last name in the world, what would you want?
Trump
Labels: Life less Ordinary
Posted by Edd at 30.5.07
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Monday
Ugly Betty
I cant believe its all over. I feel empty inside.Labels: Ugly Betty
Posted by Edd at 28.5.07
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Sunday
It Still Hurts
I truly believe that in order to live you must first experience. I also believe that for a spoilt brat like myself the road to happiness must be lined with tragedy, pain and inner struggle. For this reason I am grateful for the events on Friday night, although it has taken me two days to come to this conclusion. It has made me stronger.The night started great, drinking and dancing with a good friend Miss E, who had just returned from travelling down under. Stories were told, gossip swapped and the wine flowed. Everything was great until we reached the club and I bumped into what I'll call and old acquaintance, someone whom I went to school with some 7 years ago.
To cut a long story short ill get straight to the chase. He directed many "nice" words towards me, though nothing and gay man has never heard before, proceeded to strangle me if only briefly (he stopped when he realised we were being filmed by the Clubs CCTV), before so kindly inviting me to step out side so he could "slit my throat with a broken bottle" in the privacy of the streets. The old threats really are the best.
Now it wasn't what he said to me, nor that I was struggling to breath, it was the pure venom I could feel radiating from him, the absolute, unquestionable hatred in his eyes, that's what scared me, and I truly believe that if I had left the club right then my life would inevitably flash before my eyes and I would not be sat here today articulating my rage.
Fortunately for me I had a brief word (a little money traded hands) with a bouncer who called my driver, asked him to meet me round the back before helping me to leave by the trade entrance, allowing me to slip away unnoticed and safe.
In the past Ive put myself into some dangerous situations but never before have I feared for my life. What's interesting for me is that for the past few months I have felt dead inside, not really caring about anything even whether I lived of died, but when the power shift changed and something out of my control jeopardised that choice I felt alive again, for I truly wanted my life to continue. I feel like I have once again been given the gift of life. Though that's not to say I feel the gift is safe.
Physically, I'm a weaker man than my opponent, but wealthier I am, and just after the encounter my thoughts were turned to vengeance, and for a couple of thousand dollars the dish can be served as cold as you like. The problem with vengeance is it gives the accused power, its shows that they had hold enough over you to make you act out. To throw money at the situation would be to admit defeat.
Then I had to decide if I should stay or go. By staying here I put myself in danger, and potentially my family in danger although I have seen with my own eyes that my family are more than capable of looking after them selves. They didn't get where they are today by being nice and playing fair, but I refuse to involve them or call on their expertise, for they like I believe you make your own bed. For this reason I refuse to leave the country, for again it would admit defeat.
So that only leaves one option, to stay and ride out the storm. I will not allow myself to become a victim of someone else's fear and hate. If something terrible does happen then it is meant to be, no amount of running or hiding will prevent it.
Deep down it just saddens me that someone can hold so much hatred towards another just because of who they are or what they stand for, something which ultimately is out of their control. And that no matter how much personal progress you make or how much acceptance you build both from within yourself and from society as a whole it can all be shattered in a flash by the look of hate, or by being subjected to derogatory words or violence.
The whole situation reminds me of a line in Priscilla Queen of the Desert. "It doesn't matter how tough I think I'm getting... it still hurts."
And hurt it does, but the seeds of hate can only grow strong roots if you allow it.
I wont.
Labels: Hate
Posted by Edd at 27.5.07
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Thursday
Ibiza - Summer 07
3 months to go. Roll on summer.xPosted by Edd at 24.5.07
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Friday
Darling, personal shopper for life.Posted by Edd at 18.5.07
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Thursday
Gossip - Yr mangled heart
There will always be a special place in my heart for this song and its message.Labels: gossip
Posted by Edd at 17.5.07
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Sunday
Ukraine Eurovision
I don't even know where to begin with this post. So I won't. What I will say is that Eurovision, especially this song is soo wrong its right, like watching Wife Swap.You know its wrong on every conceivable level, yet you cant get enough of it.Fuck economic, social and political reasons, This and this alone is why countries are queuing up to join the European Union.
Guys and girls I want you to join click pink, its like myspace but its actually good, and free from those stupid fucking smiley face ads, (honestly if I wanted to buy a smiley face Id visit my drug dealer not a website, fucking myspace corporate retards, unless of course they want kids to get hooked on virtual ecstasy making the transition to the good stuff an all together easier process) and its gay which basically means its great, plus they also feature some of my blog posts in their very own magazine/blog, which basically means they have style and impeccable taste.
Click the pick below, right now bitches.x
Labels: Ukraine
Posted by Edd at 13.5.07
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Wednesday
Under Water Love
I used to think it'd be pretty sweet to be a fish. I mean they just swim around looking for food, mate, they cant remember for shit, and don't have to suffer corporate bullshit or American Politics. I used to think that the only downside to being a fish is that they dont have sex, instead they choose to spunk over a pile of eggs on the river/seabed (what ever floats their boat)and pray to the Almighty Nemo for weak currents, but I guess who needs a vagina when you can cut out the middle man.What I didn't take into account was the prospect of being gang banged to death by thousands of rampant toads in a bizarre toad on carp mass orgy, but lets face it who does.
This is seriously the best news story I have ever read, god bless the tabloids.
Killer sex toads in mating frenzy
SEX-CRAZED toads killed prime carp worth £20,000 at a fishing lake — by dragging them down into an underwater ORGY.
The prized fish, weighing up to 8lbs, suffocated when amorous toads in a mating frenzy jumped on them as they basked in the shallows.
Each carp was attacked by up to a DOZEN randy amphibians mistaking them for lady toads. And more fish including roach, rudd and bream were killed by pollution from the rotting carcasses lying on the bottom of the lake. Mike Heelis, 49, who manages Wykeham Lakes, near Pickering, North Yorks, said: “It was a horrendous sight.
“From a distance it looked like the fish had some sort of fungus on their heads. Then I realised they had these toads clamped to their heads.
“Toads have always come to our lakes to do what they do naturally — but this year there were thousands of them, jumping on anything that moved.
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“The creatures were covering their gills and mouths. They just sank to the bottom and died.
Thats HOT.
Labels: Underwater Love