It's Movember, what will be your pleasure: a Selleck, Hitler, Stalin. No matter what your choice, I would be filled with terror! I tried to look up what the fear of moustaches would be called: apparently there isn't one but the closest is hypertrichophobia which is the fear of excessive body hair. It's strange, I have no problems with full facial hair but no sexy moustache rides for Lumo! To all of you with a stache please forgive my mouche prejudicebut the fear is real!
This is the only one that won't send me running!
Nya Is awesome! Fantastic set to boot!
It seems that somewhere deep in my subconscious I am a pyromaniac or I am predestined to die by fire! The mutant mosquito epidemic of our wonderful tropical climate are out in full force, you can play join the dots with all my mozzie bites! SO I decided to light citronella candles to make them leave me alone and went back to sleep. I woke up later not because of mozzies but because I was bloody hot! The citronella candle had melted down completely and the flames had spread over the top of the wax on to my bedside table and the wooden floor! Fun times! I burnt my left had a little putting it out. Getting the wax off my floor and bedside table was a huge pain in the arse!
Before that I also had another burning boo boo...also the left hand. I poured boiling hot coffee over my hand, if you can believe that! It was revolting for a while but thanks to my hippie meds I am all better and it won't scar
The tasty blistery stage
Work related: The other day I got to tell a rude customer that if he continued raising his voice at me I would call security and have him thrown out. He shut up very quickly. Fortunately I had prior permission from my boss to do so if this guy came in. I know it is puerile and silly but I derived a great deal of joy from delivering justice to this asshat! It was an almost sexual kind of gratification!
To those people I owe pm's I will get there I promise. Life has been mad beyond description
This is the only one that won't send me running!
Nya Is awesome! Fantastic set to boot!
It seems that somewhere deep in my subconscious I am a pyromaniac or I am predestined to die by fire! The mutant mosquito epidemic of our wonderful tropical climate are out in full force, you can play join the dots with all my mozzie bites! SO I decided to light citronella candles to make them leave me alone and went back to sleep. I woke up later not because of mozzies but because I was bloody hot! The citronella candle had melted down completely and the flames had spread over the top of the wax on to my bedside table and the wooden floor! Fun times! I burnt my left had a little putting it out. Getting the wax off my floor and bedside table was a huge pain in the arse!
Before that I also had another burning boo boo...also the left hand. I poured boiling hot coffee over my hand, if you can believe that! It was revolting for a while but thanks to my hippie meds I am all better and it won't scar
The tasty blistery stage
Work related: The other day I got to tell a rude customer that if he continued raising his voice at me I would call security and have him thrown out. He shut up very quickly. Fortunately I had prior permission from my boss to do so if this guy came in. I know it is puerile and silly but I derived a great deal of joy from delivering justice to this asshat! It was an almost sexual kind of gratification!
To those people I owe pm's I will get there I promise. Life has been mad beyond description
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skyla:
Thank you for all the support lady 
You kids rock the block. xxx
You kids rock the block. xxx
sylvan:
im going to sign up on sunday times...and...drop a hearty comment.Just displaying his obvios misinterpretation flaws.grrr.ooh shall we get all sgs to do that 
? hardcore.or is that too....defensive : /? I hear you're coming down/up soon! it shall be rad ^_^ ps: thanks for the love! syly
? hardcore.or is that too....defensive : /? I hear you're coming down/up soon! it shall be rad ^_^ ps: thanks for the love! syly