tattoo who? tattoo you!

i love tattoos. i think there really nice to have and to look at. my boyfriend thinks im silly and so refuses to get a while sleeve done, which i think is a dreadful shame. i can understand why people dont wanna get them done because your stuck with them forever and youll be old and wrinkly blah blah blah. but youll be around for 80 years tops and chances are your gonna be exactly the same person at the end as you were at the start.

sadly though out there in the world there is lots of stupid people, unfunny people and americans who dont really think about what there doing and go ahead and get some pretty awful ones. here we have some lovely ones!

if i were you, and you were considering getting a tattoo but were worried about the fact you'd have it forever. just be grateful its not as bad as any of these!

and as ever we have some beautiful music for you little ears!

oh whats this...a post.

now, my absence, though unlikely noticed, has not been due to me having lots of work (though i do) or that ive been doing all those festive things a while back ( though i did) or even the fact that ive now landed a highly paid job as a professional sitter-downer. No, sadly im just rather lazy and have been cradling several hangovers. buts its ok now, because even though my new years resoloution has nothing to do with blogging ( eat less soup and try to look more like a girl) i wish ti try and keep it up a bit. cause its been quite nice.

any way, so i dyed my hair red. At first i hated it. but my hate lessened over the fact that my boyfriend accidentally dyed his ginger alla Newton Falkner. and if theres anything thats gonna make you feel better about your own hair then its some nice long, ginger dreadlocks.

on February 2nd my friend from london is coming to visit me, and the pair of us and all my friends from here are gonna head on over to brizzle to see kissy sell out as part of skins house parties. I feel both like im cheating and excited to go. mainly cause the tickets were free and cause...well its skins. As cool as it was in the past, its now sadly just a bit cheesy. Never the less, i feel power through and bring you a bright array of photos and ancedotes. Safe!

Now ive noticed ive got into the habit of ending post with a song. so why stop now. So here for your listen pleasure i give you ... Biffy Clyro.

Quite the fox.

(quick warning though, you may have to keep to about halfway thoughish because of joe wileys plate face and growl taking up so much of it.)

Festive Cheer...

I feel that this lady's choice of outfit alone has ruined my christmas.



but its ok, because the lady and her song made it.

Merry Christmas folks!

Desole...

What with moving house, finishing uni and christmas i feel The Pankcake Book has somewhat been neglated. And by this i mean ive have been celebrating all these things by drinking.From such things i have learnt much more and so feel some pearls of wisdom will help you, or be amusing. Either way, they cant be a bad thing.

1. Do christmas shopping in June.
2. Say your please's and thankyou's.
3. qualifications mean nothing if your boring.
4. love people.
5. Always stock lemsip

While we both ponder my wise words, here is a tuuuune for your soul. And though ive insisted it before, please give this video your eye.

Hello...

It is now two days till i go home, oooh yes! but sadly i have to write 4000 words of rubbish before i get to go. which is lame. All this work recently has put me in somewhat of a negative mood. Ive been looking at things with more hate than anything else. Here, just so i cant vent, are some things that i hate.

1. When ginger girls die their hair blonde. There was one on the bus today, her head looked like someone had bitten the top off of a cadburys cream egg. Its fairly obvious because you have orange eyebrows.
2. When my boyfriend leaves me sitting on msn. He does this sometimes when he fancies some food or wants to go watch a film. The boys gone for hours, then when he does return i feel all daft for sitting there and waiting for him when i could have been off having all sorts of adventures
3. Cheaper by the dozen. I think this film is a hillary duff shaped poo on steve martins other wise flawless back catalouge. The man is funny, however this film is not and i am unable to sit through even the opening titles.
4. My cough. Its actually starting to worry me now. Im scared it might actually a big deal like some really inconvienent disease or something. Today i went to boots to get some cough medicene finally. apparently there a three different types of cough! Now im worried i brought the wrong one and my cough will never go away.
5. When people tell me what to do. This isnt as bad as it sounds. Im not talking when my tutor wells me to write and essay, thats anoying but i dont mind. I mean when im playing on zelda and im doing really well untill my younger brother sits down next to me and starts telling where to shoot my fucking arrow. Ill shoot it where the fuck i like. Maybe ill shoot it at zavi.
6. Arnold Schwarzeneger. Kindergarten cop. Jingle all the way. Junior. That one where dani divitos his twin. Need i say anymore. Cant beleive they made him a govenor of a space larger than his forehead.
7. Vintage and charity shops. with these its not so much i just hate them, its more of the fact that i cant do it. I have friends who wander out with arms full of stuff that cost them 50p. The best thing ive ever found was a cactus shaped glass. though to be fair, that was pretty cool.
8. When people are late. Now if theres anything i hate, its tardiness. Just think its nice for people to arrive on time. you knew we had to meet at a time, i managed to make it. how come you couldnt. i used to have a friend that turned up two hours late for everything. what was she doing! knitting a jumper! it ruined me.
9. When people dont put and 'S' on the end of pound. " ooh thats a mighty fine dimond encrusted scooter you have there, how much did that set you back" " oh why thank you, cost 150 pound from the shop in town" "im sorry, 150 pound, was it just one massive pound that you paid with, or was it plural". Im from the midlands and this happens alllll the time.
10. This forsaken obsession with twilight. I didnt see the films and i have no desire to. I dont belong to any team for vampires or wolves. All this bloody kristen stewart bashing is a little insane, she didnt exactly do anything besides maybe be quite nice to old Ro-Paz. Im just a bit bored of the whole debarcle

And after all the hate and misery, heres something that i feel will lighten both our moods.

Now i can hopefully finish my essay and go to honky tonk!

Home is where the...

...bus stop is. Today i signed a contract for my house next year at uni so as to avoid living in a cardboard box. Its a lovely little house thats right near the bus stop!! I have to get the bus to uni and currently its a lightyear away from where i live so this quite a big deal. Not to mention its a pretty fucking good house. There will be five of us living there and were gonna have rabbit and i will be called winnips. If you care to know what a winnip is then feel free to look it up.

But i handed over my £350 deposit to farmy looking lady with an alcoholics nose and a french manicure and the deed was done. Im well looking forward to the whole thing. Im going to be able to walk to sainsburys!

Work and present buying seem to be of most importance currently. Boys are ever so heard to buy for, when we were younger i could buy brothers a bionicle and my dad some cadburys or a tie and id be golden. Now i have to shop at topman.

ooh i went out on thursday for a friends birthday to a place called Blue Rooms. It was an awful place. So me and my friend (drunkenly) ran off.

I am so incredibly looking forward to going home its unreal. Its the best.

Tonight i'm going to get some sleep!!!!

He we are young fellows...some soothing for a sore head. Well possibly not soothe as such, just generally entertain.

Its good to know...

that shivalry isn't dead. My boyfriend lent my his shoes because mine were hurting my feet the other night. He wandered the streets of manchester in just his socks. But, afterall, he is still a boy and so complained about his ruined socks for the next two days and used it as leverage in any possible circumstance in which to get his own way.

oof, my cough is so bad. I think i might cough up a lung.

I went out in manchester and got pretty shittless. So shitless in fact i may have met newt from hollyoaks but dont even remember!

Im gonna have some wacky dreams tonight as ive just had a cheese sandwhich. I hope i dream of food.

And here we close with a final number...please give the video your time.