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Yes, I know it's all changed round, and yes I know the blog roll is a bit of a mess too and the theme is not really "me" either and most of the photos have gone too. Now just grab a chair and chat amongst yourselves while I try and figure out what I'm going to do with this thing. |
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5.6.06 10:35 |
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The layout still need a few things doing to it but at least it's begining to look like something i'd have chosen (thanks PeterJ). Anyway it appears Geoff tagged me while i was in sunny Wales so here we go: I AM: longing I WANT: to make the right decision I WISH: it was easier I HATE: having to be patient but it's not the only thing, i am quite generous with my hatred I MISS: muchly I FEAR: consequences I HEAR: the fan of the laptop I WONDER: qui suis-je? Que fais-je? Dans quel etat j'erre (etagere ahaha, i'm easily amused)? I REGRET: not much room for regrets, worries take up all the space I AM NOT: decisive I DANCE: but not in public though I may reconsider when The Boy reaches his teeange years, I wouldn't want him to feel left out in the embarrassement stakes. I CRY: rarely and i resent each tear I AM NOT ALWAYS: scatty I WRITE: names and numbers on post it notes I CONFUSE: Him Indoors often I NEED: to get things sorted I SHOULD: take more risks I START: full of enthusiasm I FINISH: few of the things I started I TAG: pictures |
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7.6.06 00:42 |
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Reasons why tidying up might be a good idea #3,478 books hurt a lot when the corner of the spine falls from the desk onto your toes because one has upset the precarious balance of the numerous items cluttering said desk while looking for an ellusive piece of paper |
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14.6.06 20:24 |
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Warning alcohol can affect your judgement and make you behave like a twunt Coming back from London last night I had the please to share the carriage with a sample of drunken footbal fans. Special thanks to the one who made me wear the coke he intended to sober him up. When I got to my destination one of the particularly vocal ones decided to cross the road after me and stop behind me when I got to my car to ask "can you give me a lift to Park Road?" The answer was swift "uh, NOOOOO!" . I think I deserve credit for not adding "you freak!" but see I was too busy trying to remember who lives next door to the nice old man with the earring problem whose house I was parked in front. I think I also deserve credit for not preceding it with a sarcastic "Hum let me thing about that one:
now do I want to let a stranger who is nearly a foot taller and at least a couple of stones heavier than me step into my car, especially one who has lost enough of his common sense to think it's a reasonable question to ask? Duh!" |
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16.6.06 08:30 |
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The off-side rule. Thanks to Fimb for offering this explaination of the off-side rule which proves I can be such girl at times. "You’re in a shoe shop, second in the queue for the till. Behind the shop assistant on the till is a pair of shoes which you have seen and which you must have. The shopper in front of you has seen them also and is eyeing them with desire. Both of you have forgotten your purses. It would be totally rude to push in front of the first woman if you had no money to pay for the shoes. The shop assistant remains at the till waiting. Your friend is trying on another pair of shoes at the back of the shop and sees your dilemma. She prepares to throw her purse to you. If she does so, you can catch the purse, then walk round the other shopper and buy the shoes. At a pinch she could throw the purse ahead of the other shopper and, whilst it is in flight you could nip around the other shopper, catch the purse and buy the shoes. Always remembering that until the purse has actually been thrown it would be plain wrong to be forward of the other shopper.”
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19.6.06 19:02 |
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