got some absolute mansion of a tent, which im gonna fill with brothers festival ciders n other things. haha.
sposed to be going on holiday some time in september, take the purple hair out for a spin in the hope of it hittin a likeable voilet. York's been shortened to a 3 day number with j slice.
Bon Iver gig coming up, perhaps friendly fires in november n all, providing i can maintain the minerals to keep my job.
still had no luck whatsoever with the birthday n64, just sitting in the corner looking lonely and getting in the way of my feet. might be an escapade t save till next academic year when i go back to eating cardboard and ready brek.
done a few designs at work which aren't the worst. still finding it hard to scale down to the company's ideals. difficult manouvre trying to be creative and enjoy it with such strict guidelines, often leaves me drowning in a pool of 4c8cff and b5ff45 hating life and wishing the day would take a nose dive into evening. but still grateful that im thur, experience and dollaaaa.
This ones for the Sport Lived Facebook.
bit of an effort finding out how to work fbml then remembering chris had told me at the start fbml was on old and pretty much extinct code, then having to figure out how to wriggle around iframes, using standard html. hahah im clever
Not really so into graphics, struggled pretending i was, haha more of the fineliner and spit kinda gal.
And this cheeky number... looks pretty shit, haha hotmail ruined my lfie. it looked sound in some of the other email accounts tho. its a newsletter i built in dreamweaver, promoting the new brochure. obviously you idiot.
saaaafe. thats your bog standard update, off to purchas some oversized ugly man brogues. fancy a change from the sneaks. and meet casey so we can paay for her leeds tickets. fuckin amazzin
