Its been a while but i really feel like i need to get this off my chest.


In the weekend I tried to create a masterpeice of visual movement. It was an interpretive dance motion piece. but it turned out to be an interpretive farce. I feel like a failur. all my spoonsers who back me up are very angry and i am afraid to answer the door or the phone.

I am living a knightmeer and its kiling me slowly from my internal regions.


That is all.





But in other news, i finally found my house keys and no longer have to live in this internet cafe. Il be on my way home as i finish this blog entry. I cant express how i feel.

first of all....... an introduction.......

Hello all,

Its taken a while but i have finally made a blog for all you to read. I will soon be uploading my exploits that you have all been hanging out for.

Rumours of sneakymite have spread far and wide across the globe leading some to question whether it existed. So far a few have been lucky enough to come into contact with it.

I will break your headphones and maybe even break into your car.

Its lonely out in cyberspace and the its not a very good place to raise your kids.

Marmite marmite jars and marmite lids.