Blog entries by Toaster Repair Pony

So... I don't like talking about this, really, but I feel like writing it out might help me think about it a bit more clearly, and I'd like to know if anyone with any experience with this sort of thing has any advice. I've mentioned this before, in my first blog entry, so some of you might...

[MEDIA] Not that I'm narcissistic enough to be calling myself the Messiah of course, but any excuse for some Python! Ahem. Yes. So anyway, as anyone who's actually reading this will probably already know, I'm now back, after being temporarily banned. Now I'm not going to waffle on too much,...

Trees win. Trees always win. [IMG] Oh, and I've got a Skype now. It took a while, but I finally chased it down and caught it. So if you wish to throw words at me in a slightly different medium, then look me up. Should be 'darthwill1995'. Aaaaaaaaand Christmas pudding dog. [IMG]

These are some of my very favourite plants. Perceive them and be peaceful. [IMG] [IMG] [IMG] [IMG] [IMG] [IMG] Placated your passion for perennial photosynthesisers? Perfect. And of course, as always, Christmas pudding dog. [IMG]

Haha! Bet you weren't expecting that! Don't worry, normal tree service shall resume shortly, but this week it has mostly been hills that have had my eyes. Hills of great height. Hill almost seems to small a word, but they're not quite mountains; is there anything in between? I'm not sure....

More trees have jumped in front of my camera! Perhaps not as interesting as the last lot of trees, but they still deserve respect! Respect them by ogling them with your eyeballs! [IMG] [IMG] [IMG] [IMG] [IMG] That's all for now, but I shall endeavour to explore strange new woods,...

I thought my single blog entry might be getting lonely, so I decided to make him a friend. But what to put in this entry? Hmm... Pictures? People like pictures, right? And trees! Those seem popular! Pictures with trees in them! Here are some Welsh trees: [IMG] [IMG] [IMG] [IMG]...

I don't usually do these things, but I just needed to get this out somewhere, even if no-one reads it, so here goes. So I'm living with my Dad at the moment, which is fine normally, he's a really nice guy and all, the only problem being that he's what I like to refer to as a 'perceptually...