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Apr. 6th, 2003 07:27 pmWaded through my stack of unsorted and unbagged comics this afternoon. I've kind of run out of shelf space for them now, not to mention all the Wolverines... I did a little moving around of things in an attempt to free up some space.
I've had to move Brandon Lee *shocked gasp!*
He's perched up near my phone now instead of hanging out with the Logans. He shouldn't get too lonely though, he can commune with the Wallace and Gromit that live on my alarm clock or something... but his crow is still bent at a funny angle and threatening to fall off backwards in a highly slapstick kind of way. XD
There's a pervasive odour of cabbage floating up here from the kitchen *hacks* and the dicidedly worrying aroma of creme brulee coming from the bathroom. Dunno what that's about. I know somewhere we still have that bottle of "creme brulee fantasy" body spray that someone (granny) gave mum. I'm wondering if someone's been playing around with that, because it's certainly an unusual thing for a bathroom to smell of.
Could be worse I suppose, the Savoy cabbage the maternal unit has insisted upon this evening could have percolated its way through there as well.
*sighs* I'm bored.
(No, really? We couldn't tell...)
I've had to move Brandon Lee *shocked gasp!*
He's perched up near my phone now instead of hanging out with the Logans. He shouldn't get too lonely though, he can commune with the Wallace and Gromit that live on my alarm clock or something... but his crow is still bent at a funny angle and threatening to fall off backwards in a highly slapstick kind of way. XD
There's a pervasive odour of cabbage floating up here from the kitchen *hacks* and the dicidedly worrying aroma of creme brulee coming from the bathroom. Dunno what that's about. I know somewhere we still have that bottle of "creme brulee fantasy" body spray that someone (granny) gave mum. I'm wondering if someone's been playing around with that, because it's certainly an unusual thing for a bathroom to smell of.
Could be worse I suppose, the Savoy cabbage the maternal unit has insisted upon this evening could have percolated its way through there as well.
*sighs* I'm bored.
(No, really? We couldn't tell...)