The Fraud by Barbara Ewing.
I won't bore you with a synposis.
Hang on.. .I think I've got a picture of what I'm eating too....
I could only live on lemons and water for so long..... all right, it was roughly an hour and a half, but full marks for effort I say... and besides that I've been feeling a little out of sorts and needed some cheering up.
As a result, I shall attend Bastille Day Celebrations looking like:
In other news,
Noise is reaching all the milestones of adolescence. Poor little bloke is being tossed about by life a bit at the moment....and his arms and legs are getting all long and gawky.
I'm remembering how revolting a time adolescence could be and how easy it was to be always ending up doing the wrong thing.
As a result, I am "fully chilled", according to his friends. "Nah man," Noise disagrees, "She fully rages... like ALL the time."
Word.
Pencils is lazing around being a total self indulgent little slob and managing to make it seem adorable.
Probably because she is covered in cats the whole time she's at home.
She obviously emanates a lot of heat....and I don't light the fireplace until evening.
Friday, June 26, 2009
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5 Possums say:
You're evil, especially if that's choux pastry filled with vanilla cream and drizzled with melted chocolate and send my caftan back, your arse will split the seams.
oh I love youse all.
"drizzled with rich dark chocolat" ...
I'm taking this all in as He who must Not be Named is just about to hit it (12 years old at the moment.)
17yo is just like pencils, adorably lying about (in the breaks between VCE study that is), but covered with dogs instead.
aha!
I see from your FeedJit
Australia arrived from blogger.com on "Feminoz: Ain't no sunshine...."
that's what bloggers see if I come here via my 'Following' blogfeed on you.
Moo moo's can be good. They hide a lot and don't get tight around the middle after you eat...
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