A festive haiku
Between Christmas and New Year.
So much fun for you!
I am going grey
At the start of January.
Have a lovely year!
A festive haiku
Between Christmas and New Year.
So much fun for you!
I am going grey
At the start of January.
Have a lovely year!
stewhimself:
I did Uni up in Leeds great city, miss it quite a bit! sniff sniff 
Wednesday = Dawny day.
Morning: laze around in bed.
Afternoon: get peckish. Decide to go out for three course lunch for the third time this week.
Late afternoon: joint house-cleaning while listening to new Christmas CD at full volume.
Evening: decide to make cupcakes. Mince to Sainsburys and back for ingredients.
Late evening: Make fancy cocktails. Also, make a huge enormous mess and end up...
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Morning: laze around in bed.
Afternoon: get peckish. Decide to go out for three course lunch for the third time this week.
Late afternoon: joint house-cleaning while listening to new Christmas CD at full volume.
Evening: decide to make cupcakes. Mince to Sainsburys and back for ingredients.
Late evening: Make fancy cocktails. Also, make a huge enormous mess and end up...
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stewhimself:
Yeah you might be..there's always time for an ibiza foam party!! Woo! Quick someone put on a venga boys record!!
Ahem
Sorry not sure where that came from
Ahem
Sorry not sure where that came from
stewhimself:
Altogether now...
Woooooooaaaaaaaahhhh we're going to Ibiza do da doo da doodle doo!
Woooooooaaaaaaaahhhh we're going to Ibiza do da doo da doodle doo!
/edited for emo.
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haden:
salesmen scare me. and they always try to hit on me. not hot ones either
rosscoe:
I hope so, that'd be a pleasant suprise.
I am sorry to be such a poseur.
I just love Hugh Sykes Davies.
Poem
It doesn't look like a finger it looks like a feather of broken glass
It doesn't look like something to eat it looks like something eaten
It doesn't look like an empty chair it looks like an old woman searching in a heap of stones
It doesn't look like a...
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I just love Hugh Sykes Davies.
Poem
It doesn't look like a finger it looks like a feather of broken glass
It doesn't look like something to eat it looks like something eaten
It doesn't look like an empty chair it looks like an old woman searching in a heap of stones
It doesn't look like a...
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*coff coff*
I am sick.
Not very sick, mind you, but I am usually never ill so I am not used to it. It is just headache and swollen throat and a bit of tickly coughing but you would think it was SARS and birdflu and pneumonia all rolled together the way I am carrying on about it. I think it is winter's revenge for...
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I am sick.
Not very sick, mind you, but I am usually never ill so I am not used to it. It is just headache and swollen throat and a bit of tickly coughing but you would think it was SARS and birdflu and pneumonia all rolled together the way I am carrying on about it. I think it is winter's revenge for...
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septembre:
My ma and pa came up to visit on Saturday and we drank mulled wine in the market. It was nice. Hoorah for winter!
Edit: Too much emo ranting! I am replacing it with this Christmas list. (What do you mean, 'November'?)
Dear Santa.
I have been a good girl this year (well, it's all relative, right?), and these are the things I would like to find in my stocking on Christmas morning:
[ ] One pair huge fluffy, possibly angora (possibly still attached to the rabbit) knee-length toe-socks...
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Dear Santa.
I have been a good girl this year (well, it's all relative, right?), and these are the things I would like to find in my stocking on Christmas morning:
[ ] One pair huge fluffy, possibly angora (possibly still attached to the rabbit) knee-length toe-socks...
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septembre:
I've already changed it to 'I was in 17th Japan, fighting an evil Samurai Warlord to regain the honour of my ancestors'.
A hologram boyfriend? He'd have to have an advanced holochip hard-light bee. Is that too Red-Dwarf?
A hologram boyfriend? He'd have to have an advanced holochip hard-light bee. Is that too Red-Dwarf?
Yesterday was mostly: walking around in the cold. Some sitting in seminars. But all I really remember is the cold.
I really hate the cold. I genuinely despise it. I do not find it refreshing, or bracing, or invigorating. I do not like 'wrapping up warm'. I hate the restriction of gloves. I hate being choked by scarves. I refuse to wear silly hats. I...
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I really hate the cold. I genuinely despise it. I do not find it refreshing, or bracing, or invigorating. I do not like 'wrapping up warm'. I hate the restriction of gloves. I hate being choked by scarves. I refuse to wear silly hats. I...
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Ode to my shower
O! Shower.
You are better than the next bestest thing in my house
You never refuse me hot water when I demand it;
I love to stand, scalding, scorching, under your firey glare.
You are the reason for mornings
(And evenings, and those times when I am awake in the night).
In the summer, you keep me calm when it is...
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O! Shower.
You are better than the next bestest thing in my house
You never refuse me hot water when I demand it;
I love to stand, scalding, scorching, under your firey glare.
You are the reason for mornings
(And evenings, and those times when I am awake in the night).
In the summer, you keep me calm when it is...
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you are too hard to do
splash."
woo!