Friday, 27 June 2008

I was happier playing with my lego

1.

There was a time when everyone ran around saying thirty was the new twenty...well now it appears that twenty is the new forty. I am twenty and still single...is this the kind of thing i should be concerned with? Oh noes, what if there isn't much time left for me to woo one of the laydeez into settling down? What if I'm left to books and records forever more?
.
SOMEBODY MARRY ME!!!
.
pfft bebo never gave me this shit.
.
Just imagine it...you could make yourself a world out of lego...a literal lego land...not that like demon world that currently goes under that moniker.
*pink haze around the edge of the screen and some do-de-do music*
an eight year old me is sitting patiently in his little lego car taking the lego land driving test. When all of a sudden a thought occurs, these lights have been red forever...what if they never change?...what if im stuck forever in some kind of lego car purgatory? Not this guy i think to myself and shoot on over to the other lane and drive past those who have yet to display my ingenuity.
.
Cue lots of angry danish people yelling what i assume equated to "you cant do that you miniature mad man!"
*end of pink haze and some more do-de-do music*
lessons learned
  • Never trust anyone who only has a lego land drivers licence
  • Legoland is no place for a free thinking maverick like myself
3. A great philosopher (Carrie Bradshaw) once pondered how different her life would be if she was always five minutes earlier. I imagine it would be wholly different. For instance had i been five minutes early yesterday i would have listened intently to charity girl she would have been bowled over by my wit and charm and clear interest in her charity of choice, "i can tell you more over coffee" she'd have said, "screw coffee, facebook tells me my biological clock is ticking, lets get married" says I, "i like your moxy, lets go for it" she would reply...and that's the story of how five minutes earlier Jonathan met your mother. The scenario with five minutes later Jonathan goes alot like this "Excuse me, you wouldn't happen to have a minute to talk would you?" says the charity girl, "sorry I'm late to meet someone" i reply...try making a TV show out of that.
.
4. Damn you Lamontagne! i wasnt ready for burn...thought i was...i was not.
.
Jay,
one day, we're gonna laugh about this, oh how we'll laugh
{o,o}
)__)
-"-"-


2 comments:

rubot said...

people like you have become the reason i am strange(r).

you and your crazy blogs.

and a CARRIE BRADSHAW REFERENCE??...make me wana kill myself why dont you.

cheers for the skates rebuffal tho...im too cool for you.

im glad spain won...and not just cos of the parties here and the escaping with my life...screw yer forty quid.

xx

Unknown said...

Saw this t-shirt and thought of you.

Many of them, actually.

Your sister. Hee.