Rejoice fellow dwellers of sitDiary land for I have reached my goal.
Last night, in a church in the middle of nowhere, at approxamately 07:48:24pm Johan Sabastien Bachs socks were seen flying across Auldwark (where I played).
Oh yeeeeeeeeaaaaaaahh.
And, I also got a book of all Bachs solo-ey thingies as a leaving present, which I felt was rather suited to the occasion. And then I had burgers and we went for a walk around the middle of nowhere (at about 12:30pm, mind) and got scared by Michael's ghost stories. And then went to bed in the campervan and got woken up at 5:46am by some stupid pigeons. One made a sound similar to that of a dying donkey. Grrrr.
Believe me, had I have had a shotgun to hand, it would have been well and truly dead...
I'm tired and not hungry and I'm supposed to be going to my dads for lunch.
Be happy step-children, pleeeaaase be happy.
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I found a mug in my room, which used to contain Cadbury's hot chocolate.
It now contains remnants of hot chocolate, complete with micro beasties. So I killed them with some boiling water.
Funny, beasties have never grown on Galaxy hot chocolate. I wonder how that happened?
Hope you're not scared anymore. I wish I could comfort you in your time of fear like I wish I could. I only have *hugs* and stuff. I'm going crazy from lack of sleepy weepy. Me go.
I think you're the prettiest girl in the Empire.
Kewlayde.
they landed in my soup...
:-/
but hey, they were kinda tasty too.
I'm gonna come and see you one day and give you a big big hug. =)
:-/
and those werent rocks, just uhhhh hard peas?
yep...
[going to scrub my mouth now]
I'm not an ungreatful man.
I'm a greatful girly.
Yey. =)
And even more glasses with water-mixed-with-paint-which-I-have-failed-to-wash-and-will-never-be-safe-to-drink-from-again.
That sentence was just for you, with all its lovely hyphens. I still like apostraphes better.
Mwuah.
You're welcome! And thanks.
Hmm.
You decide, either way.