Wednesday, 6 August 2008


Poodles!, originally uploaded by Tri_Poodle.

How we roll on the regular.

I'm going toot, toot, beep, beep, pulling up on them wheels now
All black on black body got it shining much like a seal now
Got them cars in my garage no less than a mill now
Kells about to take the bar and set it real high
Double take Double take when I roll up to the club
Playas they plays us when I walk up in the club
I got them shades on doing about 75
Just call it speed racer cause I'm rolling in that marc 5
Yall niggas aint fucking with me and I put a mill on it
Niggas and Bitches they lie but home boy them stacks don't
R&B Boss hustling like Rick Ross
Man my flow is so raw niggas don't piss me off
I'm a playa homie and that's a well known factor
Plus the wheels on the coupe got lookin like a tractor
Take my ice hold it up
Then my city toss it up
Chi-town summer time Kells got traffic backed up

I'm totally HTML HML right now working on two websites. One has a problem with ONE image. The other problem is that there are more changes than necessary.

For a breather, I managed to get down the road to my favourite French place in North London for a Croque today. At Le Péché Mignon on Ronald's Road N5 the garden conversion has taken place and it is super cute out there and a perfect place to eat and drink - if it wasn't for the agonising conversation two 'musicians' were having at a nearby table. They were talking like OTT MySpace pages for themselves and organising gigs at places where a lot of industry people go 'cause they were more important' and one was bitching out the other for having gigs of their own without the whole band. Blah blah. I shared a table with a very brainy looking bald man with freckles on his head who was doing the Guardian crossword in silence. And even though he smoked, I enjoyed his company a lot and I felt as if I was learning things about the world just by osmosis while I sat near him.

My Croque Monsieur was PERFECT and was served with Lamb's lettuce and not the Brer Rabbit lettuce I hate to much. And I think you will agree it is more obvs I'm starting to enjoy using Mrs Kipling's camera.

In BONUS ROUND news today, my 70's German jug arrived in the mail today from Sabine! Too thrilled!! I realise it isn't everyone's cup of tea, but these heavy gross glazes I love so much and remind me a lot of my mother's ceramic work from back when I was growing up. I remember being allowed to go and sit in with the big kids at the primary school at Challa Gardens when I was just in kinder while Mum gave extra classes in pottery to the kids and I felt so cool.

Not too unlike some of the ceramics I saw on the ward at the Royal Free Hospital, LOL. I love art rooms and cemeteries - they seem very homely to me cause of my mum.

xx Lektrogirl

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Sunday, 3 August 2008


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Tuesday, 29 January 2008


Last night I spent struggling under my bath fitting the new shower tap and head into the plumbing. Oh my days, whoever the genius was who engineered the back nuts to be so awkward really deserves their front nuts removing. Never the less, I struggled and swore and totally missed 'City of Vice' but I got the new taps on! Yeah bruv, I love the internet. Everything I know about plumbing I learnt there.

You could not imagine the elation I felt about acheiving this small goal. It lasted about two hours. I was just in the bathroom chilling looking at my new taps when I could hear a drip. Not often and not very big, but with my bat like hearing I could definitely hear it. The isolator valve on the hot tap has spring a pin prick leak. I need to go talk to someone in the bath shop on Holloway Road tomorrow about it - to replace it [I think the actual screw is threaded in the valve switch] looks pretty straight forward, but I could be wrong.

Thankfully, Cardinal is back from Sri Lanka or I would go on and on about plumbing. A bit like the time I ended up vocalising the difference between a laser printer and an ink jet printer for Pippa. Ahhh good times. I met her yesterday early evening. Both of us feeling a bit poorly. We had a glass of wine. She has a TAN and her hair all holidayfied. She looks amazing. Then she gave me a slice of carrot cake she made - it was the best carrot cake ever! THE BEST. I am going to marry her one day. We sat on the sofa checking out different greys on paint colour swatch cards. So romantic.

Anyway - soon I am going to commit suicide on Facebook. I really fucking hate it. I've been the victim of scary profile picture attacks, a sucker for accidently sending out random applications to all my friends [I'm still sorry] and finding out if I was a drug I would be cocaine, but I am going to die from old age. Go figure. AND YOU CAN'T EVEN PIMP YOUR PAGE. Now that Macy's seem to have stopped giving away store cards and $500 all over the place I'm going back to MySpace. I like it there. So come February, Facebook I kill myself in defiance to you. If anyone wants to make a pact let me know. I'm not scared, but it there is something nice about a mass exit.

xx Lektrogirl

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