332/365

Squashed between my bro's on the couch, giggling hysterically as they try to teach me to play Stick Skater (I suck, until I magically make it all the way through level 3 by the skin of my teeth).

251/365

Revisiting early Mighty Boosh episodes. God I love those boys.

250/365

102/365

Running through the house giggling and shooting the boys with their toy "sucker" gun. If you can call blokes in their late twenties "boys"...

28/365

Best 5-syllable word ever:



(I can't help imagining it voiced by Captain Zapp Brannigan from Futurama).

5/365

You know, I really want to take this project seriously, but honestly - sometimes, this pollyanna, new age, "if you can dream it, you can do it!" crap gets to me. Sometimes, I just want to be a mopey emo kid/grumpy f*cker/weeping Tori Amos fan.

Then I see a wonderful thing like this:



and it fucking kills me. This took me to a happy place (although obviously not his happy place, which is apparently on another planet in a whole other galaxy).