Showing posts with label thomosexual. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thomosexual. Show all posts

Monday, 28 March 2011

I very very very very very very very very very much doubt I will be sleeping tonight.

Today has probably been one of the most surreal, yet perfect days of my life. All I can smell is newspaper and all I can see is a strange looking man in a paperboy cap........

Apart from all of this kerfuffle though, I have to start doing actual work tomorrow! Can you belieber it! Firstly I have to catch up on the work I didn't do today because I was at some record store in East London exchanging words and looks with Thom Yorke which is basically two hours of business studies and an hour on SAM learning. Oh yes. I then have to do double history and an hour of English note taking/revision before my past paper on Wednesday. As well as all of this I have to go into school at 4 o'clock to do some music composition work. I am going to refuse to go into the music room until Sir accepts that Radiohead belong on the Wall of Fame and lets me choose an appropriate picture to represent them. So that's all my work for a day. Apart from this though I have two episodes of Eastenders to watch, a brand spanking new episode of Jersey Shore AND the finale of Silk!

I'm going to go and desperately try to catch up on some Z's, although I really can't see it happening, to be honest. I'll put Sherlock on, he's a quaint distraction.

Tuesday, 22 March 2011

The daily Thom Yorke spam.

Hello beautiful.

Just ah

This was my face when I was listening to King of Limbs backwards.

It's so true I might call the cops.

I've died and gone to heaven.

I'll say it again; heaven..

Get up and dance bitch.

This was taken just moments before I dragged him into a crowd and we apparated into a love shack McDonalds.

I bet this is actually how shit went down.



Monday, 21 March 2011

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The dashboard works fine, but then you search for posts with the tag Thom Yorke and it comes up with this BEAST:

So so so so so, this video is a drug to me and if I don't watch it at least 15.6 times a day (without my body malfunctioning) then I will seize up and die a lonely, 'Lotus Flower love' deprived life... I dyed my hair! It's either a really dark dirty blonde or a really light brown... although I personally would say it is blonde (minus the roots). I'm going to dye it again tomorrow and hopefully achieve a cross between Benedict Cumberbatch and Thom Yorke blonde. I love them both dearly.

Also, I saw Mister Jordan today and he waded in with the timetables and the fact that I have a school photo tomorrow and that I have high expectations etc... I basically replied to all of this with a simple, yet nonetheless to the point, "I don't give a fuck about my exams, Sir.." with a slightly bewildered look across my face and then he simply replied with "OK then, sure, sure!" Dick. He doesn't understand anything. But then none of them do, but then it's OK because Tiddy's on the case and I'm not coming in until I'm 'ready'. Which is basically never.

Wednesday, 16 March 2011

PLEASE TAKE FIVE MINUTES OF YOUR TIME TO WATCH THIS.


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Tuesday, 15 March 2011

Skip Divided is such a sexy song


This isn't from Skip Divided though. This is from The National Anthem when they perform it live. Jonny uses an old video recording as a loop. What a babe.

I've got to go and talk to my business studies teacher about Radiohead soon. I kind of get why but at the same time I kind of don't, as I conveniently copy and pasted Unit 4 onto a USB the very last lesson before I stopped going into school. Irony, yes?
I believe that afterwards I'm going to see some houses with Father. I desperately want to move out into the country, I've been a townie my whole life yet whenever I'm in the country (for whatever peculiar reason that may be) I feel most at home. Make sense, no?

THE LATITUDE LINE UP IS PROBABLY THE WORST LATITUDE LINE UP I HAVE EVER SEEN. SUCKERS.

To tell you the truth, I don't even know why I'm off school at the moment, or acting as I am.
I get like this when I'm on my own and not around anybody, particularly my dad. As soon as I'm put back into a 'real life' scenario though, my dreadful uncomfortableness resumes.
I think now, I would only be content if I lived in the countryside with a big dog, I just happened to bump into Thom, I never had to go back to school or question college ever again and finish my very large canvas to a high quality.
Unfortunately, I have a bed of work to do. No, literally. I've sprawled out all of the work I should be doing across my bed. There's not a great deal to do. It's mainly the art which I know will be most time consuming and frustrating. God I cannot wait until GCSE's are over.
The main problem I have with art is that I love the prospect of decorating my feature wall with badly painted canvases, however the idea of doing something for an art 'GCSE' really puts me of. Gah, isn't it all a bit awkward?

Saturday, 12 March 2011

Thom: Everyone keeps throwing us mints and condoms at the moment-
Ed: THROW US JOINTS

Some people are ridiculously obsessed with Thom Yorke. I mean, I know you could say I'm obsessed but some of these blogs are actually disturbing.
I like to think I am just highly appreciative of the beauty and talent that Thom brings to the world, and perhaps on the borderline of being obsessed. But some of these people are scarily infatuated with him.
I mean without mentioning names, if I was Thom and I saw some of these blogs I would be ever so slightly petrified.

Despite all of this, I feel another spam coming on.

I want to watch Harry Potter

ahem *shifty eyes*

Jonny looks so scared

I believe that "stop undressing me with your eyes, Thom" was the caption to this one. I concur. Well actually I don't, because I disagree with the "stop" part.




AH




Yeah 'cos like, who doesn't wear one sandal on and the other one off?

Friday, 11 March 2011

He forgets the words every fucking time. But we forgive him, because of the seconds between 2:40 and 2:50 and the exacerbated "thank you" at the end.

Sunday, 27 February 2011

HA HA HA HA. LOVE IT.



there should be a picture of me next to it.

180 degrees

I think I prefer tumblr for the simple reason that I feel I can spam (que Louie Spence) lots and lots of Thom Thom and not feel guilty about it because there's others who do it a far greater extent. May I divert your attention to the Thom Yorke's Manhood tumblr with a background of a thrusting Thom Thom gif. I mean it's lovely, but just a tad disconcerting don't you think?

These two together are just too cute. If that's even possible. Which it isn't.

I would love to give him a hug like Ed gives him a hug 2:55 into the interview.

Apart from this though JUST OMG I'M THOMOSEXUAL. Na, that's not it. Or is it? Ha. How quaint.