tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146881442011-12-15T13:47:57.219+11:00I am currently channeling the spirit of...the other onehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17327719985852191220noreply@blogger.comBlogger131100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14688144.post-1130573470873375872005-10-29T18:08:00.000+10:002005-10-29T18:11:10.883+10:00

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Mmmmm Friday.Technically I'm still working even though I'm at home & "relaxed". Joe called in crook today which sucked coz I wanted to see him before he left us & with Anne unable to find anyone to replace him, I offered to monitor the news from the comfort of my (tiny) home. So currently I'm on tragedy alert, monitoring http://news.bbc.co.uk/ etc. every half-hour or so till 3am when the (fucking

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Trying to update a website you didn't design must be one of life's biggest frustrations. I have got a Mambo CMS site I've been asked to update. One thing after another has made this project blow out completely. Adding content (well, more than a few sentences) freezes my browser and the editor. And I have absolutely no ability to change the editor or the system. And that is just the latest

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You can pick your friendsBut you can't pick your nose if lose your hands in a farm accidentSo pick friends who'll pick your nose for you.

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Today is day two of my extended absence from work. I'm still feeling lousy but oddly fascinated by what's coming out of my nose. I went & loaded up with flu-stuffs yesterday & today and bought tissues for the first time in years having been a hankie user since college. I made the switch not only because I'd run out of hankies & wasn't prepared to trudge downstairs & do a load of washing but

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So P and I were sitting in the park across the road yesterday. We had our lunches with us, sort of like a picnic, only all we did was carry our sandwiches across the road and sit on a seat. We were there to watch dogs and get some air and for the middle of winter it was lovely.So P says "Mortadella, that's like a fancy version of devon, isn't it?""Actually it's a fancy version of De von," I say,

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Gold Coast, land of leathery-skinned oldies in skimpy bathers. Home of Cultural icons like 'Ripley's Believe it or Not' & 'Cocktails & Dreams'. Where a little girl can realise her dreams of becoming a gold bikini clad meter-maid or a young man can fulfill his fantasy of casual sex with numerous intoxicated young women during 'Schoolies' week. This is the land of possibilities & the very land I

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Well good luck on holidays and enjoy your birthday Ricky the kid.In the meantime how will I amuse myself?I'm up to 43 in my 100 things list. I'm watching 'Mon Oncle', I'm felting some really ordinary knitted slippers (in the never again basket), rearranging the furniture, thinking of a new story to write, wondering how to and if I should make a darkroom, watching the dogs across the street,

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Lurker huh? Why I'll show you lurking, only you'll not notice me as I'll be lurking on a level never before witnessed by man nor beast, not even eagles with their super sight or rabbits with their carrot fuelled night vision could see this kind of lurking.If you really want to watch thrillers but can't handle being frightened you're going to end up watcing a bunch of really bad thrillers like '

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So I actually sat down to write 100 things about me and I got to 32 and I was over it and I had taken forever. I copied it down into a word doc and will have to keep it going on that.Do people normally spend ages doing 100 things about me? It always looks as if they are just thrown together by the wit machine. And they really play into my nosy nature. Why not do one of my own I thought? I'm at

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Sometimes I think of wearing a ballgown made of royal blue taffeta and dancing around the ballroom with my beau. I would be a poor but resourceful orphan and my beau would be from a wealthy family. We would have met when I won a trip to Italy by collecting coupons from cereal packets.Although I didn't often enter in competitions I felt the prize was well worth the effort. The cost of the cereal,

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My first post....I feel likem I should identify/introduce meself but who else is reading yet??? I hate choosing names for these stupid things so I went with 'donwanna' as in don't wanna chose another stupid name & now I think it sounds like Don Wahn (h?) or some black girl withem big weave.Mmmm holidays. I'm thinking about getting a tattoo on the GC (that's just below my ass...) cos they're meant

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Notice something different in the photo? Yes, I've been playing with bad computer programs! Only you will be laughing unless of course someone who knows me has stumbled upon us already, in which case they'll be thinking it has been such a long time since they've seen me!Well this is dandy isn't it - our very own place to rant free from prying eyes - oh wait a minute I mean in full view of prying

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