Archive for November, 2005

Don’t Let Me Wait Too Long

Tuesday, November 22nd, 2005

Today is the birthday of both my sisters: they had the grave misfortune of being born exactly two years apart, something we don’t really like to talk about at home. And we’ll thank you not to bring it up.

One sister will be spending it with her new daughter, dancing around the house in her new boots and listening to the Bridget Jones soundtrack while the other, as part of her H. Dip. in youth and community studies, will be spending her evening with young offenders. (Just an evening?)

At least if things get heavy, she can, and no doubt will, break down sobbing: “And it’s my birthday and all!”


Lately I been listening me some great new music courtesy of a fair foreign friend of mine. If you’re not a musical racist, can I recommend Lhasa de Sela’s ‘La Llorona’- even if you don’t speak Spanish, her voice is from another planet. In a good way.

Tété’s ‘A la Faveur de l’Automne’ is another treat and everything I’ve heard from Barbara is purely classic songwriting.

Barbara*, whose eighth anniversary is on Friday, is renowned in France as one of the greatest talents they’ve ever produced but remains virtually unknown in the English-speaking world. I’m confident, however, that this entry will change all that. Also, a major bonus if you understand French: her lyrics are some of the best I’ve ever heard.

*Her real name was Monique and she chose *Barbara* as a stage name. Go figure.


In hot and sexy FuriousThinking news (I like InterCapping), we may have cúpla new members aboard. Angry French Belle and OG (neither of their real names by the way. And, unhelpfully, not their webnames either) will, hopefully, be up and ranting in the near future. On behalf of everyone at FuriousThinking, can I just say how wonderfully apprehensive we all are at this news.

Both are currently looking for suggestions for their sites (names, subject matter, tone etc.) so don’t be shy in the comments box.

I was thinking for AFB, to fully exploit the fact that she resides in La France, a reporting-style blog providing her readers with blow-by-blow accounts (ouch) of all rioting, protesting and surrendering of the French people. Name-wise, I thought would encapsulate the whole French vibe them French people got going on.

For OG, hmmm… There have been several fine suggestions for OG, none of which have taken her fancy. Not knowing who or what OG is exactly, I thought a Google on her name might provide some answers. Returned at the second-highest entry was Worldwide Gay Asian Links. I wish I was joking.

Nonplussed, an Image-search led me here. Then here. And finally here.

I am at a loss as to where to begin with suggestions. One thing I will say, though, is that I am intrigued. Better get your hopes up.

stigmund paved paradise and put up a parking lot

Close Your Eyes And Lean Back Now

Friday, November 18th, 2005

Received this today:

Enlarge your penis up to 10 cm or up to 4 inches!

It’s herbal solution what hasn’t side effect, but has 100% guaranteed results!

Don’t loose your chance and but know wihtout doubts, you will be
impressed with results!


Good to know what hasn’t side effects though. Reassuring. Especially when you’re placing a big order for the new year.

So how are we all today? I’m ecstatic. I’ve found it at last: an article that expresses perfectly the very strong feelings I have for Damien Rice.

So, Roy Keane. He is the ultimate drama queen. Every step he takes in life is another five chapters in his future updated biography. Would anyone else kill for a Roy Keane movie?

New Year’s Eve 2005 will see me jetting off to homosexual Paris for a par-tay with some great friends there. Huzzah. No car-burning jokes from me. Just too easy.


This actually happened last week.

American: How old is your daughter?
Mother: 7 weeks now.
American: Oh really? I thought she was like a month or two!

I will end the agony and leave you with a topic that’s close to my heart.

stigmund never fed the fish

Messages of a Textually Explicit Nature III

Friday, November 11th, 2005


Man’s greatest invention. The poo.

Somebody just tried to blow up the petrol station across the road. This shit is starting to get wack.

Beware the Judderman my dear, when the moon is fat.

I’m never taking this t-shirt off! Strangers are smiling at me, girls are stopping me on the street!

The fox is in the barn. THE FOX IS IN THE BARN. OVER.

Sounds good. Bring the kid.

Hello Stigmund, you’re a gimp. But worst of all, your brain is limp. In it you will find no thoughts, only plastic astronauts.

Ever tried arguing Braveheart as historical fact in a foreign language? Every scene, every line? It’s tiring, let me tell you. And not rewarding either.

Roses are red, violets are blue, poo is brown and wee is usually yellow. And so ends our colours lesson.

Ca marche pour 6h. J’suis une p’tite brune.

Strike two involved having an Algerian admit that with its stay-at-home women, no tourists and popular beaches, Algeria must be like Gayland in the summer.

Honestly, I’ve never seen any of those movies: I just buy them so people will think I’m cool. Your compliments only work to reinforce my delusion.

On the guest list you are.

I am enjoying it, although now I don’t have an iota to do apart from play my Yamaha keyboard which was originally for my school.

For a total chump, you’re a pretty great guy. Still and all like, you’d do well to get shitfaced.

stigmund – When You Prick Him, Does He Not Bleed?

This Is A Public Service Announcement

Thursday, November 3rd, 2005


I always find it interesting to see what search threads lead people to a website and it’s on this particular note that I would like to extend sincere apologies to the visitor who came by here on their Google-quest for “movies of black preggo women enjoying sex”.

I can only imagine your disappointment when you arrived and found that particular service discontinued. Furiousthinking apologises for any inconvenience caused.

You won’t find that sort of thing here anymore. No, that’s really more of a neuro thing.

stigmund had tender feelings that you made hard