all friends have been taken off this journal now. if for some strange reason you want to stay on for memory archives sake or whatever then let me know.
i'm no longer updating this journal. not in the near future anyway. i will still be logging in to read the friendspage and communities on a regular basis. but as far as the boring, trivial and sporadic documentation of my life goes. it's done.
if anyone for whatever reason would rather not stay friended, let me know. otherwise you're all staying on at the moment so i can still read all your dirty little secrets.
when i feel like it i'm going to get brand new sexy aim/msn names and i'll let anyone interested know them.
found my first cicada shell of the season today. haven't heard any yet, so it was quite a surprise.
found it on a bottlebrush across the road from my grandpa's place. it's only 1.5cms long (that's about 3/4 of an inch to my metricphobic friends), so i'd say the poor little bugger it belonged to didn't last long. probably eaten by one of the two crazy lorrikeets that always seem to be making a mess of the tree there.
i cleaned the bathroom yesterday. like the full blown scrubbing and pulling things apart treatment, not the half arsed wipe about. then as a reward to myself i painted my nails a nice shiny pearly pink for the first time in ages. minus the little toe on my right foot. because there is not enough nail to paint. i used to absolutely love having my nails all painted up but i got lazy and stopped bothering. i need to see if i can ressurect my black and one of my peacock blues. i am proud to be unfashionable and still say that peacock blue is my absolute favourite nail colour to wear.
paris hilton can do so much better than millsy and the poo. who's next? scotty cain? that's if he doesn't get to hit it with hillary duff. oh, i forgot to mention... WHO THE FUCK CARES?! god. delta gets dumped, big woop. it is not headline news. i am so embarrassed to be living in an era where this sort of shit can be billed above things like, you know, real world affairs.
right. should not write entries when i can hear the news in the other room. by the way, does it bug anyone else that ch10 is still saying its news is "first at five" when 7 and 9 both have 4:30 news bulletins?
must stop typing now because i keep getting distracted talking to mum and then i just ramble. she's doing okay, btw. had a bit of a "god, not again" drama last week with her port playing up so the chemo was held off for a day. but it was all fixed and all smiles all round.
i am once again obsessed with doing crosswords. gimme!
i think i've created a monster with the invention of captain bubblebeard. there's now the evil twin, captain bubblebrow, who looks remarkably like bubblebeard with bubbles in her eyes while getting creative with keeping her language C rated. and then we got kid bubblebeard. who seemed to like "shaving" bubblebeard and then shoving half of his own beard into his mouth. we also had our pretty lioness. which i wasn't going to question. bubblebath is non-toxic, right? ;)
i have come to the conclusion that one of these days i should look into getting my shit together as far as a "healthy diet" goes. but my true opinion is that food is stupid. healthy food is off the scale stupid. i'm already quite content with the consequence of a short life if i get to eat a whole lot of tasty crap in the meantime.
having said that, i ate a granny smith apple yesterday for the first time in ages. it was bliss. i love those damn things.
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does the water draining out of the washing machine count?
- head hurts. - munchkin #1 had her sixth birthday yesterday. they're coming down on the weekend. yay! - hate cold, hate glaring white, look at snow on the tv and think "hmm, that would be nice." - the adventures on bitchslap launch night were fun. maybe not so much the creepy straight guy at the gay bar. - plug it in, plug it in baby. - slammed a car door on clem's finger. still feel really, really bad about that. - younger bro is back home. making up for lost beatings. i may now have brain damage. but he gave me beer. mmm beer.
This is the problem with LJ, we all think we are so close, and we know nothing about each other. I'm going to rectify it. I want you to ask me something you think you should know about me. Something that should be obvious, but you have no idea about. Then post this in your LJ and find out what people don't know about you.
go orn. have a crack!
there is a chance i will be seeing modge/fur/dirtbags on saturday. with van! haven't seen van in five bajillion years. well, maybe not that long. but it's been awhile since our antics have been unleashed. definitely since before my birthday.
i've got to run off to do competely unexciting and somewhat depressing realworld stuff now. the one good thing about waiting in doctors rooms for mum, is that i'm getting really good at crossword puzzles and am catching up with my reading. ha!
justkeepwalking.
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