Tags: Money
Hollywood Hayes – Homesick
“Do you miss Ireland? Would you ever move back? Are you homesick? Come on, move on home!” is something Irish folk (my parents) ask me all the time. My answer is always the same: Nah. Except, there were three times I did wish I was back home. Like that time I ran out of money.READ MORE
My One Night Stand…
Miss You – The Rolling Stones Very sad day. Just took down my Christmas tree. Meant to do it last weekend but I couldn’t bear the thought/too lazy. Now it’s down. Meaning Christmas is over. Done. Dusted. Out. Buried. No more. Hard to take. Although the thing is: Does Christmas ever even start in LA? Ehh…READ MORE
Pubic Wig Hayes, They Call Me…
Feel So Close – Calvin Harris Did I mention I have a new publisher now? Dance. On! Finalising all the ins-and-outs on the Q.T. Done. And. Dumb. Book two a duu! Strict orders last week from the people in charge: Blog off. Book on! At least until I finish this draft. Unless something amazing happens. Obviously. Ergo,READ MORE
Yeah… Gay Porn.
Cornflake Boy (Solomun Vocal Remix) - Marbert Rocel So earlier today I had a mighty meeting. Mighty man. Who also just happens to be a tres successful producer. TV. Movies. All those kind of likes. Mighty mighty! First time in Soho House too. Savage venue. Plush. Lush. Gush… I could go on and on about theREAD MORE
TGIFTG… Turkey On!
Rollin’ & Scatchin’ (Chilly Gonzales Rework) – Daft Punk While Ireland is being battered by all angles at home, it seems, I too have some important news to start off with: Got a hair cut this week. As opposed to a haircut. Hairdressers truly do baffle me. Ask for one thing, forced to deal with theREAD MORE
Oh Dear Pod…
In the past two days I have been spilling far too many items. Cups of coffee. Glasses of water. Jugs of milk. Bottles of detergent. Big old pot of boiling soup. All over my hand. The most fun of the lot. Spilling. Everything and everywhere I go. Making me think that perhaps my mind isREAD MORE
Purple Patch. Green Honey.
Yesterday. Walked out of my lift. Went left. Down the hallway. Towards my apartment. Fork. Turned left. Glanced right. Happened to see. A dude panned out on the ground. Face down. Hands sprawled out. Grocery bags around him. Lying there. Down and out. Motionless. Stopped going left. Stood. Looked. Wondered. Waited for him to move.READ MORE
Pea? Emm. Yes!
Great news! I’ve found a new place to do it. In the bathroom. Mighty spot. Still a big fan of the shower. Big fan. Bed is a good place as well, of course. Just that I don’t last as long there. Fatigue is an issue. If I manage to get a quick burst, I doREAD MORE
