Is you ugly?

Aight, I'm too lazy to write today. So, here be someffink hilarious. And true.

S.

ps: I'm having a bunny chow for dinner. Yup, lamb.

All things green

January. All Black people are broke. Well, all but one. Me. Kwahahahahahahaha... I have an overdraft and I'm not afraid to use it!

 

It's been 2012 for 20 days and I must say I haven't noticed anything new or exciting happening. The only strange thing is that I'm still committed to a healthier diet. Didn't I tell you? No? My bad. After my alcoholic binge in Capetown, I started this year with something that'll forever be known as the 70/30 Baby. My diet now consists of 70% greens/fruit. No more KFC, McDonalds or Scooters pizza. If I feel like chicken, I now do nothng but Nandos. Grilled, baby, grilled! I now make my own lunch box. This means at least 3 days a week, lunch is nothing but green salad. I also take vitamins, bring a 1.5l water bottle to work and nibble on fruit when feeling peckish.
I could either be turning gay or the healthy lifestyle has finally caught up with me. All I'm hoping for is to lose my beer boep by end Feb. So that college girls like me.

 Tight. But I believe it can be done.

Scene 1, Take 2!

Okay, I'm bored. Still in Hell aka The Office In Midrand. Can't wait for the end of the month. Then I'm free like Schabir. I may be talking a whole lot o' shite, since the boss has asked me to freelance for them for a while. It's cool, as I'm unemployed and stuff. Even better is that I would not need to go to client meetings and shit. I'm sure you know how I hate clients. ALL clients.

Anyway, this is part 2 of the Capetown Chronicles...

Redbull, anyone?

Margarita la Mexicana

Van Rijn?

Ladysmith Black MaIrritating. Shoosh, I'm trying to eat!

Heaven!

But I'm from Jo'burg!

MakOne, the wrist!

Waddy Jones is Max Normal, Die Antwoord!

Fire & Ice NYE party

Methinks it's time for the kids to go back to sleep.

Ice, Ice, Baby!

2012, where are you?

Gay. As in 'happy'.

Let's dance!

Security!

Fish shaped bottles...hmmm... I'll pass...

One for the road and in honour of The Dude, we had a White Russian...

The end.



Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaand we're back!

Here's to 2012, the last year for planet Earth! Hahahahahahahahahaha... This is it, do it big or your goose is cooked on the 21st Dec 2012. Ask my friend Hazel, she knows what's about to go dizzzzzown!

Anyhoo, I hope you've been good boys and bad girls. And that we're all back to our sad lives. I spent my time in that land of rich White people and poor Black people... Cape Town! I had fun. Even though I am Black. Kwaaaaaaaaaaa! Oh, if you're Helen Zille and you're reading this...Fuck off, I don't want you reading my shit.

Anyway, here's what I was up to...

The road is llllllllllloooooong!

The view from Dunes in Houtbay. A great restaurant with horrible service.

No relation to The Grand in Rivonia!

A grand view...

BMF!

Where that tequila at?

Oh, here it is. Bottoms up!

Woooo woooo!

St. Yves. The friendly ghost was there.

But wait there's more...

Then the DJ dropped a beat...

Ok, I think you get the point. I was drunk and all over the place. So, consider this Part 1.

 Coming soon: Part Tweede!