I feel like writing.

So i'm not sure where this is going to go, but whatever shape thoughts create i'll go with it. I don't know what I wanted to write, but something will manifest itself and this will have a conclusion. I've never understood the concept of happiness, I mean, are we to be treated in such a bad way that we'll reach an almost all time low so that we can feel what everyone else describes as being happy? What if we didn't know how to be bad to one another, or deceptive or anything of the like, would we still have any idea of the compassion that exists within one? Or what if we didn't know how to feel happiness, what kind of world would we live in?

These are just some of the what if's that roam everybody's mind every once in a while, highlighting them is hardly escaping them.

Christmas dinner.

About to give it the chop.

Well, maybe not.

Berlusconi shouldn't be fucking with the youngers.

Lost a pint of blood, after getting hit with a statue... of a building. A STATUE?! I hear you say. How on earth can someone get away with carrying a statue of a cathedral around with them, isn't there some high level security for these kind of public figures? I guess not. Others, like Obama, should key up, before they get hit with other inanimate objects.

I'm thinking something along the lines of:

Print screen job.

What next.

Taking it back, old skool with this shit.

Came across these. Pun intended.

Doren really did something with this canvas. Whether it was him or his brother Jim, one of them must have gotten laid after the release of these in 1977, because they were brought to my attention by a girl. And that's saying something. They're simple, neat, no-hype, and choose what colourway you might they are a hit. Word is she got her pair for less than a pack of protection - big box.

My favourites in the Old Skool (style 36):

The Supreme x Vans Old Skool. Yellow snug at the back works.

Espresso colourway.

Standard.

things that excite me. 1

Its easy to think that you've heard all this before. The THC shuttle was running quick that night.

Fridge magnets aren't always the best method of interaction, but in the absence of some, messages were left.

No idea why there is a red balloon there.

So clearly, at this early hour (0533hrs), the cannabinoids are exciting.

innox.

So I setup an individual blog. Expect what you may, provide what I will.

Was experiencing technical difficulties so now the show goes.

Find anything and everything going on, if I can catch it, on this blog right here.

cotch.