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Breaking the silence

There is nothing worse than admitting failure.

Obviously.

But this time it is really sucky. I just can’t manage to keep this blog going anymore. For no reason than pure and utter laziness I have reduced myself from living only in the physical world devoid of virtuality and anonymity.

How insane is that?

So, if you are reading this… if my broken promises haven’t forced you to delete me from your blogroll… join in the sickness.

That’s right.

Do something in the real world that totally rocks your boat. I ate half a tub of rice crispies treats for no reason other than that they tasted really good. So take that virtual simulation… I have lived.

and now I feel a little ill.

November 2, 2009 at 6:05 pm 2 comments

Keeping you up to date on the DL

Right, so I’ve been quiet. And cryptic. And I know you are dying to hear what I have been doing!

Here’s a few hints…

It’s a big change…

It’s totally new…

It’s super expensive…

And it’s not a baby (sorry grandma)

that’s right.

Hubs and I have been looking for a house. And we put an offer down yesterday. (Most stressful time of my entire life.)

South Africa does things a bit backward here and so after we put in the offer we have to get bank approval (weird I know). So offer down, acceptance from seller and… now we wait to make sure the bank likes us.

Hubs and I are very excited.

It’s a 3 bedroom, 2 lounge, 1.5 bath, massive garden beauty.

PS That reccession was our *female puppy*

Crossing fingers that all goes well!

September 23, 2009 at 3:07 pm 5 comments

Hubs is da man.

Hubs and I have the world’s creepiestmost random conversations.


I asked him how he would function with a wife like Megan Fox.

She was deemed the world’s sexiest woman of 2009. (after a quick google search I understand why- the Woman doesn’t understand the idea of clothes very well). Anyhoozles, Hubs is da man. He didn’t know who she was!

‘Who is Megan Fox?’ were his exact words.

I was shocked. All I could muster up was:

Good answer, my love, good answer.

The End.

August 4, 2009 at 5:39 pm 6 comments

Listy-bisty-bobisty-banana fana- fo-fisty

Lists are easy to read. and this makes them fun.

My Extraordinary List of Awesome things:

1. Johnny Depp in the Libertine.



I watched this movie for the fifth thousandth time. Each time I am moved by it.

What is truly enjoying life? At what expense? This movie is rad. (in a oh my word I can never ever show this to anyone- kind of way)

2. Finding The World According to Garp.



I thought it was stolen. But alas, it has been redeemed from the confines of under-my-bed-opolis.

3. Sleep.

’nuff said.

4. Hubs.

He’s really awesome. Even when I lose my temper and yell at him. *blush*

List of Not Awesome Things

1. Spilling bleach on all my black winter clothes.

Stuff you bleach! grr…

2. My University is being retarded.

Stuff you University!

3. Clients.

Anyone who works with the direct public can say this all together:

“stuff you clients!”

4. The Striking Magical fairy that cleans my flat.

Stuff you mag…i…ca.. oh wait. That’s me. I can’t possibly stuff myself. Unless it’s with *copious* amounts of food. And when I do that I get all chubby around my face and that is just so NOT sexy. So no stuffing of ones self here.

(I probably don’t want to know the google results on that one)


Things I am waiting for:


1. Summer time

2. Summer time

3. Partying in the Summer time

4. Warmth and not coldness. (Just FYI: it was -4 this morning when I went to work *shocker*)

This concludes the post where by I sing a gay little song and write random stuff in a list format for you to read and judge me on.

The End.

July 28, 2009 at 7:51 pm 12 comments

Scrap…book…ing.

My mother is really into scrapbooking.

She does an extraordinary job making the most beautiful pages.

I= N00b.

She’s been harrassing persuading me to join her for ages now. I have an album I ‘did’ when I was a kid. It’s nothing but a mash of cut up pictures and sappy poems I thought were meaningful. It’s truly awful- nay- borderline shameful.

But, I love creating with her. It’s always more fun to get inspiration and use her pretty stamps and fancy buttons. Plus, mom time is always fab. Read: *I adore my mother*

Trouble is, I get such creative blocks! The paper and goodies used to create a scrapbook page are so beautiful and hold so much potential, I sit there and stare at them until I freak myself out so much that I can’t even imagine…RIPPING… TEARING…. DESTROYING…these things to attempt creating something okay looking.

Pathetic? Yes.

Neurotic? Probably.

The makings of a great scrapbooker? No.

I told her I’d try. So this weekend I’ll be trying for real.

Oh I’m gettting the shhhakes.

thoughts?

July 27, 2009 at 3:06 pm 8 comments

One sentence to explain my thoughts. Ok maybe two.

There is more to living than being alive…

Oh and Hubs is awesome because he opened my bottle of wine WITHOUT a bottle opener. I love Fridays.

To being undead.

*clink*

July 24, 2009 at 4:07 pm 2 comments

Word Vomit (without a point…)

I don’t make friends easily.

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I am not a nice person. I won’t thrill you with my wit or fabulous knowledge of Gucci.

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I, more than likely, will have no stories to tell you about adventure or lust or betrayal.

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I will probably scare the bejeebies out of you with my morbidity and over all dorkiness.

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Because I am a dork.

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And sometimes that scares me.

July 23, 2009 at 7:42 pm 4 comments

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