quote of the moment
".And some say, Old Gregg is like a, a big fish finger, but big! Like um, like a garage. As big as a garage. Imagine that fish finger, when you can see it is as big as a garage, oh! It isn't small, it's the big one! Like that"
-The moon.

I thought I'd make an informative, well written, well executed entry. Remembering that I have no idea how to do that, I thought I'd take the usual route to where what I say in my blog takes me. Saying absolute bullocks you don't really care about but for some reason you keep on reading anyway because there isn't' much to do around your space or you are some how curious to what the title of my blog suggests. I should really change it to something more spiffier.
Brighton has been quite a dull place to be in lately, mostly because of the cold and because I'm under 18 and look 17. How do I know I look 17? I try to buy copic markers, but the clerk says I look under 18, at college people go "WHAAT you looked older!" when I tell them I'm 16. Therefore I look 17.

Oh what joy has the wonderful world of television advertisements has brought to my gift pick up annoying songs that loops forever in my head for weeks upon weeks until the point of suicide. Currently playing in my head is the Pot Noodle rap. It goes like so:



It's a pretty good and catchy song....but I don't liek pot noodle D: .
There's a pot noodle ballad too, but I'll spare you from it...today.

EDIT: oh by the way, new myspace account: http://www.myspace.com/pinkzombieATTACK