Pilates. WTF?

Like an insane person, I got up at 5am this morning. I zombie walked to the shower, threw some clothes on (literally, I must have thrown them… one minute I was nakie and the next I looked down… hey presto! Clothes!) and jumped in my girlfriend Cakes’ car. She was in much the same state… Read More »

Somebody please explain Twitter to me?

I know, right? Twitter. I don’t get it. Okay, so I signed up when this all started and eagerly filled out my profile, picked a profile pic, and tweeted! My 140 characters went out in the tweet-o-sphere and I was so ecstatic. I totes just tweeted! Now I just had to sit back and wait.… Read More »

Grace’s swear jar.

I’ve come to a realisation in the course of my random writings in this new medium. In written form, I’m a horrible person. I swear in this thing like, all the time. I actually don’t speak this way… sure, I can use a little salty language every now and then, but most people wouldn’t think… Read More »

Wilde about Oscar.

  I’m so in love with Oscar Wilde that I named my laptop “Oscar”. I once told a boyfriend that if I could marry anyone in the world, it would be Oscar Wilde. He flew into a jealous rage. I was like; “Hang on… you’re seriously telling me that you’re jealous of a dead guy?… Read More »

Are you kidding me?

So I’ve made no bones about my love of facebook and its integration into my life as an everyday communication tool. I’ve told you what I’ll delete you on facebook for and just generally loved facebook up. If I could have facebook in and around my mouth, I totally would. Okay, that was gross. I’m… Read More »

Banksy: A Love Letter

I’m not cool enough to write a post about you. The fact that I’m even trying flies in the face of all that you stand for, and for that I am deeply sorry. But, oh my god. You are a babe, babe, babe. I don’t even know what you look like. And that makes you… Read More »