i'm not! i had a spectacularly low-key weekend that involved not many drinks, lots of beach time, lots of cooking delicious things, lovely friends and doing good deeds for the family.
karma got her awesome on, and rewarded me with the discovery of my old, still working, casio CA-100 tone bank keyboard, with possibly the best demo track my ears have ever heard.
however, this morning i have woken up with what feels like 56 teeny, tiny razor blades stuck in my throat, which after a relatively booze/party free week and weekend, strikes me as ironic.
what does not strike me as ironic is the fact i made the conscious decision to be kind to katie dazzle last week, in order to attempt to rewind party season, and four months where i was the poster girl for debauchery.
here's a mixtape themed around the seven deadlies, and it's dedicated to everyone who's lived their summer to excess. x
jealous guy - bryan ferry & roxy music
a.k.a. envy. monday mornings are just the hardest, espesh on days when it should be illegal to be stuck inside non-airconditioned offices. bryan ferry, with his super, smooth skin and perfect, white teeth makes them heaps more bearable. and don't even get me started on his outfit - i want that tie.
insatiable one - and you will know us by the trail of the dead
a.k.a. greed. you know what i'm talking about sinners. those kind of marvellous hangovers where your stomach is so bottomless you can eat breakfast, lunch, two dinners and a whole packet of potato gems without feeling sick. til monday rolls around at least. ps. in the spirit of greed, here is insatiable two.
lazy confessions - the moldy peaches
a.k.a. sloth. this cute city little ditty is all about being horizontal, dreaming of doing things, but actually not getting up for the entire day. oh well, as long as you've got someone to bring you the potato gems...
l'excessive - carla bruni
a.k.a. gluttony. a.k.a. bring me a wheel of brie and a karafe of red wine, and i'll smash it right before your eyes.
narcissist - the libertines
a.k.a. pride. oh to have been a dragonfly on the wall, buzzing around the lake that narcissist fell into while he was perving on his own face. is that how the myth goes? i was too busy staring into my compact at uni to take notes.
little fury bugs - death cab for cutie
a.k.a. wrath. ha, this song title actually conjures up imagery that has very little to do with extreme anger. but if the bugs are inchmen, then they are crazy mad, because those big, fat cousins of ants bite HARD.
lust - the raveonettes
a.k.a. lust. a song called lust. from the album lust lust lust. did you get that this song pertains to lust yet? no? probably cos you're too busy being a lusty wench. you lust bucket. the end. ps. this song is actually super sexy.
a.k.a. envy. monday mornings are just the hardest, espesh on days when it should be illegal to be stuck inside non-airconditioned offices. bryan ferry, with his super, smooth skin and perfect, white teeth makes them heaps more bearable. and don't even get me started on his outfit - i want that tie.
insatiable one - and you will know us by the trail of the dead
a.k.a. greed. you know what i'm talking about sinners. those kind of marvellous hangovers where your stomach is so bottomless you can eat breakfast, lunch, two dinners and a whole packet of potato gems without feeling sick. til monday rolls around at least. ps. in the spirit of greed, here is insatiable two.
lazy confessions - the moldy peaches
a.k.a. sloth. this cute city little ditty is all about being horizontal, dreaming of doing things, but actually not getting up for the entire day. oh well, as long as you've got someone to bring you the potato gems...
l'excessive - carla bruni
a.k.a. gluttony. a.k.a. bring me a wheel of brie and a karafe of red wine, and i'll smash it right before your eyes.
narcissist - the libertines
a.k.a. pride. oh to have been a dragonfly on the wall, buzzing around the lake that narcissist fell into while he was perving on his own face. is that how the myth goes? i was too busy staring into my compact at uni to take notes.
little fury bugs - death cab for cutie
a.k.a. wrath. ha, this song title actually conjures up imagery that has very little to do with extreme anger. but if the bugs are inchmen, then they are crazy mad, because those big, fat cousins of ants bite HARD.
lust - the raveonettes
a.k.a. lust. a song called lust. from the album lust lust lust. did you get that this song pertains to lust yet? no? probably cos you're too busy being a lusty wench. you lust bucket. the end. ps. this song is actually super sexy.
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