Monday, June 27, 2005


Why don't you go on in, I think she's lonely in there. Foo wee.

Thursday, June 23, 2005


Foo wee.


The world can try to gag me, but my gob is far too big to be halted. I have a message to send. I have a purpose. This is destiny, I was meant to be here right now with this wonderful man, and nobody can take it away from me, it's mine, all MINE, you hear me? Foo wee.


I feel better, because so am I. Foo wee.

Wednesday, June 22, 2005


Ok, we're not twins, thank God, imagine sharing a womb with that! But you get the idea anyway. Foo wee.

Pathetic


This is pretty much how I looked at the airport when the plane was late coming in. I thought he had left me and decided to see if I could strike it lucky with any of the rich foreigners coming into Japan. I wouldn't want a rich Jap, as now I am leaving, I hate the place. I got a few glances, but for the most part I was ignored. people don't like beggars in Japan you see, they think they litter the streets and make them look untidy. I must admit I do look untidy and have a particularly ripe smell to me, but litter I did not. There didn't seem to be many non Japs about, so it was just as well Tosco came back in the end. Foo wee.

Thats right

If one spends ones life sponging and scavenging from others one will surely get along in life, even if it is only on the tram. If one shows disrespect to said spongees, one will surely live life like a man on an island, alone. Henry Scrote 1854.

Monday, June 20, 2005


I am waiting at the airport for my love to return to me. I can't contain myself so I am having to find things to occupy me. One is having a drink, obviously, the other is lurking around magazine stands, but not buying any, and also hovering around the internet access area. I must look like a right twat, lurking around with a stupid grin on my face. Come to think of it, I always do that, so no more of a twat than usual then, thats good. Oooh, the flights landed, time to see if he's here and how well he covered his hicky's up. Foo wee.

Sunday, June 19, 2005


I am the Oracle. Foo wee.  Posted by Hello


Whilst browsing for ways to control my urges I came across this, not literally you understand. Anyhow, I was looking for a new career path wasn't I, what do you think? I could do luxury trips on the boat and charge per night. As we'll be moving from place to place, the chances of getting caught are slim to none. Maybe Tosco could do the same, ladies would loves a handsome Italian escort and I bet I could pimp him out for a mint. I'll run it past him and see what he thinks. Foo wee.  Posted by Hello


Oh it's getting bad now folks. I need sex really bad. I promised Tosco I wouldn't use my vibrator while he was away, saving myself and all that, but it's getting too much. I was always to put it about when I got the urge, but I can't now. Maybe the book will give me some tips so I can hold out till Monday when my loves returns, maybe, possibly, hopefully. Foo wee.  Posted by Hello

Saturday, June 18, 2005


I think I'm Mrs Rollins today. Foo wee.  Posted by Hello


Blah blah blah. Foo wee.  Posted by Hello


Foo wee.  Posted by Hello


Nobody cares. Foo wee. Posted by Hello


I feel so down in the dumps. Waiting to see if Tosco will return to me or run away (should that be sail away) in the dinghy. Well, I suppose that can't happen yet as it's not sailable now, not on his own. Hmm, but maybe he found a friend to help him. Oh, I can't take it anymore. My mind was fragile before, but now it's breaking into tiny little pieces. Doh. Foo wee.  Posted by Hello

Friday, June 17, 2005

Containing my fear


I can't contain my fear anymore. I am so sacred that when I am cooped up with Tosco, he will discover the real me and dump me (overboard). I must think how I can continue my act in such close proximity. Foo wee.


I think I talk far too much bullshit. I also think I should put a ban on bullshit on my blog as it's making me feel ill. Where does it all come from, how warped must my mind be to come up with it?? One thing I do know, which is most certainly not bullshit, is that I am better then everyone else and I am wonderful. Foo wee Posted by Hello

Wednesday, June 15, 2005


Foo wee.

Safari is great


Oh to be a hunter. As I have no conscience I could do this. Foo wee.

Tuesday, June 14, 2005


I have a name for the boat. I don't know why it never came to me before now!! Perfect, absolutely perfect for me and Tosc. Foo wee.

Family resemblance


Pirates run in my family you know. That must be why I am so drawn to the sea. Well, pirates and circus freak shows I have been told. Oh to carry on the family tradition makes me so proud, even if I do hate my family. Foo wee.

Going to the drome


I'm going for a taste of culture this evening. There is a new play on at the Birmingham Hippodrome called Married to the Mob. The reviews have been excellent. I might even go for a pizza afterwards. Foo wee.

Monday, June 13, 2005


I'd better be careful! Foo wee.  Posted by Hello

Sunday, June 12, 2005

Grampy teeth


I have heard news on the grapevine that my estranged nephew is growing Grampy teeth (or Madonna teeth as I prefer to call them). How wonderful that the gap tooth look will continue to go on down his family line. Foo wee.


He he he. Foo wee.


I think the sign is backwards. Foo wee.

Saturday, June 11, 2005

I'm an unskilled buffoon


Isn't she a beauty. I wish I had a skill. It must be so hard to trim all that hair by hand. What an astounding artistic flair one must have. Foo wee.


Fruitcake indeed. Foo wee.


So which will it be today? I'll plonk for...... weepy. Foo wee.

Friday, June 10, 2005

Love me love me love me (and give me some attention)


Foo wee. Posted by Hello

Bigger Loser


Foo wee.

Loser


Foo wee.

I've been tagged


I've been tagged by Lyvvie of Lyvvies Blether to talk about the top 5 things I miss from my childhood, but first...the Rules.
Remove the number 1 item from the following list and bump everyone up one place and add your blog's name in the number 5 spot. You need to link to each of the blogs for much cross pollenation of your pal's blogs.
1. third world country
2. BTW
3. Soliloquy
4. Lyvvie's Blether
5. AFreakinJapan

Next, select four new pals to add to the pollen count. (Not obligated to partake)

1. Frantosco
2. Geezer Squeezer
3. Jes
4. Rob

okay. Now that you've wasted an hour of your life cutting and pasting; write about the 5 things you miss the most from childhood.

Mine are...

1.) Being beaten. I know that may sound strange but it made me the person I am today. Without a weekly black eye or a daily belting, I wouldn't have become the independent and strong woman I am today. I may have been a spoilt and selfish brat, imagine that.

2.) Living in a large house and scrounging money. As I am going to coup myself up in a small space on my dinghy, I think I will miss the house I used to live in when I was younger. It was a beautiful house set in a small village where everyone knew each other. I was very lucky to have lived there, although I don't think I realized it till now. I could always scrounge money from my step dad, maybe that was because he felt guilty for beating me.

3.) Being a thief. When I was younger I was a proper little magpie. Well, actually, that habit never left me. I still like to lift the odd mars bar or painting when the fancy takes me. However, these days I have to be much more careful, as my habit could get me deported back to the UK. This would be absolute hell, as I hate everyone in the UK. I know my 'family' admire my intelligence and wit but it is not reciprocated. Although I am thrifty (or a cheap cow, whichever you prefer), you can't beat a good bit of thievery.

4.) Being able to blame my faults on others. When you are young you can blame things on your parents, or parent in my case. If you act badly you can blame it on your upbringing. When you are an adult, that excuse runs dry as you are more aware of your actions and the consequences. For example, when I tell someone I hate them and I only wish to be contacted in the event of the death of a family member, I have to accept those words came from a fully formed adult mind, not an idiot child. Taking responsibility for my actions or words has never been a strong point of mine, but I miss not being able to wiggle out of what I'd done or said because I was only a little girl. Innocent children can get away with so much.

5.) A full head of hair. When I was a little girl I had a lovely thick head...of hair. Over the years the amount of bleach I've used on my hair has reduced it to a thin straw like mass. I often wear it in pigtails to disguise the balding bit at the back where I have a double crown. When I was little my mom would never do my hair for me so I had to walk around looking like I was allergic to fashion or hairbrushes. Actually, thats something else that hasn't changed.

So there are the things I miss about being a child. Foo wee.

Things that go with boats


One of the things that goes with boating is barnacles. Little creatures who latch onto your boat who actually contribute nothing, but benefit from the ride. As I type this I get the feeling the barnacle remind me of something, I just can't think what it is. Foo wee.

Japan sucks


Famous for serenading the seas with their haunting melodies, the humpback whale has been protected since 1966, when it was on the brink of extinction from commercial whaling. But now a new threat has emerged, as media reports indicate that Japan is now seeking to resume commercial whaling of humpbacks, defying international agreements under the notorious "scientific research" loophole. Take action

Using a loophole that allows whales to be killed for scientific study, more than 25,000 whales have been killed since a worldwide ban on commercial whaling was passed by the International Whaling Commission (IWC) in 1986. Yet it's unnecessary to kill whales in order to study them, since non-lethal alternatives already exist.

At the International Whaling Commission meeting beginning July 20th, the world will vote on Japan's outrageous proposal to hunt humpback whales. Several countries remain undecided and are very sensitive to external opinion. With a little pressure, they can be swayed to protect the whales and stop Japan from slaughtering them.

That's why it's critical we tell the Swiss, Danish, Chinese and South Korean Ambassadors in our countries to oppose Japan's plan to kill endangered humpback whales - before it's too late.
Foo wee.

Thursday, June 09, 2005


Foo wee.  Posted by Hello

Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Pray hard bitch


We may sail towards Poland one day, and if we do, I'll be ready for her. Her treatment of my beloved was nothing short of torture. Evil, pure evil. Foo wee.

Evil and frigid


Tosco told me that there were loads of men after her while he was in Poland, but she never looked at any of them. How sad. The way to please a man like Tosco is to trail around after him and do his bidding. I can't understand why she didn't want to introduce a little spice into their life with another girl. I would if it's what Tosco wanted because I love him properly. Foo wee.