Owsler

Well my name is... I like snow when it's melted I like the rain when it's murder and I need to cover my tracks I like the wind when it sends tiny specks of dust and grit into the eyes of byclists, blinding them and causing horrific traffic accidents. I like women pushing trams who suddenly decide to stop in the middle of the pavement blind to the needs of other pedestrians...And no, you're still fat and the dress will never fit you... I love Edward Hopper; easily the best depicter of the darkness that lies between the country and the city...'The city spoke and the country replied..' I love Auster's the New York Trilogy and Murakami's Kafka on the Shore I have nearly cried to Sebold's Lovely Bones and Lynch's The Elephant Man...I have cried from a football to the testicles and the realisation that Care Bears did not and probably never will share...in actuality they are extremely feral and selfish creatures. And then yadda yadda, stuff and smush; just read the blog and I'm sure, even if it's out of order, you'll learn something deep and meaningful about me.