Meh...

Without even trying to this demonic vicar turned into a poor mans 30 days of night templesmith rip off. Oh well... Went out last night, had a few drinks, 4 hrs sleep, work for 16 hrs, 6 hrs until i have to be there again. I think my assistants ripping us off. My cd players batteries dead and im waffling. Which on a cellphone cum e-mail blog thingamy is hard. Fuck knows if thisll publish. Can i say fuck? Fuck knows. Hey its snowing. Bollocks, trains pulling in.

Top o'the world.

Just trying to convey that feeling of relaxation where you're totally alone and nothing can disturb you. Playing about with the idea of the top of a hill close to the sky, away from people, and playing with perspective.

This is the dawn of a new era...

Mixing it up a bit here... let's see the results...

Sat night choon

In da cluuuub. Phonics - Dakota

MCDonalds English

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It begins...

Mwah ha ha ha