I’m in the air… a ‘cruising altitude of 30,000 feet’ to be exact. And the wifi (first time) is free. I forgot how anxious standby can make me. Especially when I really want to be at my destination. It’s beautiful, sun pouring in the windows. I’m actually fine, temperature wise, in a tanktop, which is absolutely unheard of for me. The flight attendant (From somewhere in Europe) is cracking jokes left and right. It’s odd, it feels more like a pub than a plane. 5pm and everyone is kibitzing with one another, it’s noisy, and rather interesting. Friday night I suppose. I’ve got this song on repeat, it’s not even that amazing, but I really like the lyrics, and Morgan Page has always been one to hit the nail on the head as far as messages are concerned. Melodies are good as well.

Found some random images lately that I’ve either liked or thought amusing.


I like the splatter, because of the splatter itself, the pink on black and that I like tea 😛


He’s just damn cute. I would like one someday… riiiight



Ironically funny… and fucking terrible

Oh Molly, you’ve claimed yet another victim. your re-uptake inhibiting prowess has struck once again as you tantalise by flirting with the senses in every way until completely overtaking. I find it amusing… and a bit retarded. I can’t remember the last time we collided haphazardly on a random or not so random night, partly because we’ve seen each other in a good while, and partly because I never end up remembering a whole lot if I spend the whole night with you. Devious vixen, you. All the best. I’ve got better things to do…
…and by better thigns I mean be on this plane and another to arrive at what I’ve had described as a ‘fucking terrible hotel’ to see mine. And yes, that is better, I’d have to contest anyone who said otherwise. Frequency is nice, I enjoy the anticipation of seeing him, but at the same time I wish that commerical airliners had the capacity of flight at twice their speed or more. [Teleporter is STILL broken 🙁 ]
There is something about the basic things, I’m sure I’ve reiterated over and over again, as well as experiences. Which I feel that I’ve been getting a lot of both lately. In a lot of ways. I’m moving into another area of my life where I’m more concerned about bettering myself, my life and the lives of those I’m closely involved with… In that order. And it’s slowly (and not so slowly) all coming to fruition. And in some ways I don’t have just myself to take into consideration, depending. Either way, I’m happy, but enough of that. 🙂

The sun is going down, and wherever we are there is lots of smog laying in a thicker layer upon the horizon, the only good thing about polution is the colours. It’s beautiful. Sirus clouds float at the highest points, some caressed with the last rays of sun as they make their way West. Serene, but then you think about the fact that you’re trapped in a little metal tube with about 200 other people (some of who you probably can’t stand) being shot through the air at 400 miles per hour… FUN!