i've just moved into a new flat - and i share the place with two lesbians. they sleep with the door open and aren't averse to taking all their clothes off in my presence. last night as i poked my head around the door, the girl on the right wasn't too happy about me being there, so i started eating the doorframe which was made from stale sponge cake. aren't dreams fun.
my god its close to xmas now. i know because my new travelcard which i purchased this morning expires on the 25th dec - which apparantly, is christmas day. good thing i've done all my xmas shopping then isn't it. ahem. i went out to kings road last weekend - and, although i was expecting it to be perilous beyond belief, it was not that bad - possibly the rain was keeping people indoors. so i managed to buy six items - 50% of which were not for me. i don't think thats a bad ratio. i know exactly the other items i need to get - just not where i'd get them from. perhaps it will be another year where i go shopping on the walk home from nottingham train station.
deconstruct xmas party tonight.
oh dear. if i'm not online tommorow - avenge my death.
deconstruct xmas party tonight.
oh dear. if i'm not online tommorow - avenge my death.
i can't stand peppermint tea
i remember the first time i tried it - and i'll admit i was intrigued and drank it for the sheer excitement of something new - but upon reflection - a cup of earl grey will suit me down to the ground anyday. however, now i've been subjected to the odours of the stench of peppermint tea daily from about 1ft to my left. and i have a cold at the moment - if it smells that bad when i can't smell.. dear me.. i worry for my health (when it comes back)
had totally screwed up dreams last night - dreamt i was in australia [should book tickets] and was telling our neighbor at work that there was a secret door to the office which was always left unlocked. this door led to a place i've been to a dozen times in my dreams, which progresses up a set of spiral steps [recurring symbol] into a large house. woke up thoroughly unawake.
i remember the first time i tried it - and i'll admit i was intrigued and drank it for the sheer excitement of something new - but upon reflection - a cup of earl grey will suit me down to the ground anyday. however, now i've been subjected to the odours of the stench of peppermint tea daily from about 1ft to my left. and i have a cold at the moment - if it smells that bad when i can't smell.. dear me.. i worry for my health (when it comes back)
had totally screwed up dreams last night - dreamt i was in australia [should book tickets] and was telling our neighbor at work that there was a secret door to the office which was always left unlocked. this door led to a place i've been to a dozen times in my dreams, which progresses up a set of spiral steps [recurring symbol] into a large house. woke up thoroughly unawake.
i've said it before, i'll say it again, but my favourite website of all time is http://www.megacar.com/
its what flash was invented for.
oh and close second place is quite possibly Eric conveys an emotion
i could go on all day ;)
its what flash was invented for.
oh and close second place is quite possibly Eric conveys an emotion
i could go on all day ;)
do you ever have that feeling that you've forgotten to do something really important?
i'm experiencing it increasingly often recently, does paranoia grow with age? oh my god.. what if it does?
i think its probably just that i haven't done my tax return, and i keep getting emails from my accountants asking me to send them the information. i probably really should. ack. i hate being grown up sometimes. whatever happened to my peter pan syndrome?
i'm experiencing it increasingly often recently, does paranoia grow with age? oh my god.. what if it does?
i think its probably just that i haven't done my tax return, and i keep getting emails from my accountants asking me to send them the information. i probably really should. ack. i hate being grown up sometimes. whatever happened to my peter pan syndrome?
There's no one in your circle of friends who isn't aware of your current restlessness so when you come out with a big announcement, the element of surprise will be lacking. Travel brochures that arrive by mail, electronic or otherwise, prompt you to make reservations for a Christmas journey. A casual acquaintance has knowledge of an intrigue that you thought you had kept well hidden.
Come on! who is the casual acquaintance? what do you know? tell me!
Come on! who is the casual acquaintance? what do you know? tell me!
this months most bizarre search terms which find webponce.com are:
desmond garrison
home remidies for tooth pain
how to make pot pourii
pics of refridgerators
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do not ask why, merely accept that people really do still want to
make pot pourii.
god help us.
do not ask why, merely accept that people really do still want to
make pot pourii.
god help us.
its december 1st 2002! which of course means in just under 5 hours or so, all around the country, little children and adults old enough to know better will be waking up, realising its a sunday, going back to sleep, waking up again a few hours later, going to church and lighting a candle / opening a door and receiving chocolate*
of course, never one to be beaten by simple commericialism, woolies this year will not be getting my hard earned pennies (or pounds).. as we've built our very own. its a tradition we at 311b hold close to our hearts.. the DIY culture..its probably part of the hacker ethic, but why spend money when you can beg steal borrow build your own? case in point, our mp3 jukebox.. thrown together a few months ago for a party so we didn't have to keep fiddling with mp3s, it has now developed in a lovely looking and wonderfully functioning piece of code. but back to my original point, and our imaginary goldfish in their real bowl, have been relegated to the dining table to make way for the unique masterpiece that is our LooRollAdventLightTM . it has tinfoil, cotton wool and even those little sticky stars you used to get at school - Blue Peter eat your lame ass heart out.
of course, never one to be beaten by simple commericialism, woolies this year will not be getting my hard earned pennies (or pounds).. as we've built our very own. its a tradition we at 311b hold close to our hearts.. the DIY culture..its probably part of the hacker ethic, but why spend money when you can beg steal borrow build your own? case in point, our mp3 jukebox.. thrown together a few months ago for a party so we didn't have to keep fiddling with mp3s, it has now developed in a lovely looking and wonderfully functioning piece of code. but back to my original point, and our imaginary goldfish in their real bowl, have been relegated to the dining table to make way for the unique masterpiece that is our LooRollAdventLight
