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lady_t_220I fully appreciate that today I have said nothing at all of any significance what so ever. So sue me, I've been enjoying my day off. Took in many hours of cartoons, saw 3 episodes of Evo, worried about the state of the skin on my hands (*wibble, chemicals at work, faff, dermatitis, wibble*) spoke to KAT for a half hour, sympathised with Dekie over the huge amounts of snow she's burried under and then got trapped on the phone with JR's dad Ron because I was stupid and actually answered instead of letting the machine take the message.
*slaps head*
Lovely bloke, don't get me wrong, just wish he wouldn't randomly talk at me about people I don't even vaguely know. I don't care if some random Scottish neice/cousin/in-law/vague aquaintance has just had another baby, I don't even know who they ARE fercryingoutloud.
So I lied through my teeth to get off the phone again ("Yes... yes... oh really... how lovely... OH NO there's somethign boiling over on the stove gotta go buh bye!") then made some dinner and that brings me up to round about right now. Highly, HIGHLY exciting day, as you can tell.
Thinking I should go finish one of those stories I was working on the other weekend, but to be honest, got right put off when someone sent me The most vile quiz ever
The questions... they're innocuous enough, it's the answers which are unrelentingly unpleasant. You'll see what I mean. *shudders*
I'd like to keep my deusions, thankyou...
JR spent the day cleaning out the garage. Mum's Harley has gone off to be converted into a trike so we do kinda' need somewhere to put it. You can see a nice big chunk of floor now, however you still can't fit both a trike and JR's half-built Harley in there at the same time. Dunno what they plan to do about that, but so long as I can get to the second freezer out there I don't care.
Sure, it's a long way from the kitchen if you want to get ice cream, but it's strangely enough the perfect temperature for it. The kitchen freezer sets everything like concrete. Plus no one else bothers to go looking that far so it's the perfect place to hide things you don't want stolen.
My B&J half-baked was the perfect consistency when it came out the garage. having been left in the kitchen freezer it'll be set like a rock tomorrow...
*slaps head*
Lovely bloke, don't get me wrong, just wish he wouldn't randomly talk at me about people I don't even vaguely know. I don't care if some random Scottish neice/cousin/in-law/vague aquaintance has just had another baby, I don't even know who they ARE fercryingoutloud.
So I lied through my teeth to get off the phone again ("Yes... yes... oh really... how lovely... OH NO there's somethign boiling over on the stove gotta go buh bye!") then made some dinner and that brings me up to round about right now. Highly, HIGHLY exciting day, as you can tell.
Thinking I should go finish one of those stories I was working on the other weekend, but to be honest, got right put off when someone sent me The most vile quiz ever
The questions... they're innocuous enough, it's the answers which are unrelentingly unpleasant. You'll see what I mean. *shudders*
I'd like to keep my deusions, thankyou...
JR spent the day cleaning out the garage. Mum's Harley has gone off to be converted into a trike so we do kinda' need somewhere to put it. You can see a nice big chunk of floor now, however you still can't fit both a trike and JR's half-built Harley in there at the same time. Dunno what they plan to do about that, but so long as I can get to the second freezer out there I don't care.
Sure, it's a long way from the kitchen if you want to get ice cream, but it's strangely enough the perfect temperature for it. The kitchen freezer sets everything like concrete. Plus no one else bothers to go looking that far so it's the perfect place to hide things you don't want stolen.
My B&J half-baked was the perfect consistency when it came out the garage. having been left in the kitchen freezer it'll be set like a rock tomorrow...
