i write and draw and take pictures and make little things out of felt and cotton wool but i'm not very good at any of that. or maybe i am. i'm caitie by the way. hi.
i don't like the internet anymore. it's far too shiny and intimidating but more importantly, expensive. if you would like to give me money, do so, before your mind catches up with you.
i like flying to glasgow in a tiny plane with only vogue and two other passengers. i like filming every available moment. i like sunsets and sunrises and full moons. i like champagne, cigarettes and chanel, although it's a rare occurence i can afford all three. i like rewriting history.
Mon
Mar
17
I’ve been doing the photography thing a lot lately. One of my photographs will be in The Pier Arts Centre soonish. Going to the opening in a week, going to drink lots of free fruit juice. They may have an amazing collection of modern artwork but they are a bit stingy with the booze.
Wed
Jan
16
“ The most courageous act is still to think for yourself. Aloud.
Coco Chanel
Fri
Dec
28
“ Play it by ear, play devils advocate
Never I fear, pay for it afterwards
How do I feel? A glorified refugee
Nobody ever says goodbye, but I don’t mind
Just come home, come home
Tue
Dec
25
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20:
30 dickcoaster: MERRY CHRISTMAS MY CHILD
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20:
30 dickcoaster: HAVE A CANDY CANE
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20:
30 manbearpig: I HAVE A GIANT ONE
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30 dickcoaster: DUDE NO FAIR
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30 dickcoaster: I ONLY HAVE A SLIGHTLY LARGER THAN AVERAGE ONE
Mon
Dec
24
come 2008 it shall be that time again. oh yes, time to trash my bedroom and turn it into something rather like a showroom (looking briefly like building site beforehand, of course). i won’t count the hours i’ve spent observing other people’s rooms for inspiration because it may depress me. i want this audrey hepburn poster possibly more than i want world peace, but then i am not a miss america contestant, or a miss scotland contestant for that matter.
