Oh dear, Sundays. I've never really been a fan of Sundays personally, they always seem so...bleh. Strange thing, i've never noticed a non-sunny sunday around my house. Happy Clappies could see it as something biblical, I just find it quite annoying.
In more interesting news (to myself anyway) I somehow managed to chance upon the precious information telling me my love interest loves me back! Woo Woo! So that certainly brightened up my week! Now to wait for her to get back from Paris. Merrrrrrrrr.
Other shitty news:
After many tedious hours, I finished my myspace profile completely now, I'm quite chuffed with it. Finally, no more of those horrid fucking tables everywhere! Woo!
Check it nullHere!
Thats it for now, cheerio!
I love you too...
Don't know anyone else who calls them "Happy Clappies" - I LOVE it!! You've just taken me back 25 years When I was just a little poppet, we often used to go visit my grandparents in East London in the Eastern Cape during school holidays. They used to live across the road from a place that started with these weird "Happy Clappy" gatherings in the early 80s - if I'm not mistaken it was actually the start of the multimillion-rand operation that has become Rhema Ministeries as we know it today.
Raised in a family of decidedly NON-charismatic Methodists, I distinctly remember my grandparents & my parents frowning upon these disgustingly overt "happy clappies" that now disrupted their peaceful Sunday mornings with their "disco style" worship Back then, former bodybuilder turned man of God, Pastor Ray McCauley, & his menu of fast-food spirituality were akin - in their minds anyway - to the infamous Lolly Jackson & his empire of Teazers stripclubs we see mushrooming across sunny suburbia today
Hope you have a fab week!!
When Im in Finland I seriously dont like sundays, such blah days but here's lot more to do so sundays dont feel so blah.