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* I have been practising my self-shot photography (check my pics!), Platypuz would be proud of me!! It's not quite on par with Fuzzyvision...I would call it Dimvision

* My son busted me taking them and kept laughing at me & trying to put me off. In one pic I've just finished whining "Stoooooop it!! I want to look nice!" at him and he nearly wet himself having hysterics...I am going to get him for that. Big time.

* I don't like my nose. I never liked noses as a child and couldn't picture them on people. I would never draw people with noses.

* I like my hair, my eyebrows, my lips and the small mole above my mouth. Everything is natural, I hate makeup/hair dye and don't own/use any. Alright, I work on my eyebrows a little but that is their natural shape. If left to themselves they look a bit like angry caterpillars.

* It looks kind of like I have a black eye. I don't.

* I like dissecting my looks.

* I want a jewellery box that plays "Sleeping Annaleah". I have been listening to it all weekend (it's off "Kicking Against the Pricks") and it remains one of my favourite songs.

I never new an Annaleah, but I did know an Annelise...she was a friends' crazy mother and she kept logs of wood arranged around her living room and whenever I went over there she would accost me with one and say stuff like; "Look at the split in the wood...don't you think it looks like a woman's crack?"

*long pause*

"Ummm, yes Mrs H...is Rachel in her room?"



* The perfect brewing time for the perfect cup of tea is two minutes and twenty six seconds...the time it takes to play "Son of a Preacher Man" by the ever brilliant Dusty Springfield.