Our fridge, which has been a beacon of filthy magnet sentences and permanent marker drunken party scribbings, has just been cleaned. I kept the non-offensive things (Like Sena's artwork of the LFoD and Spiderman which can be seen here but random comments such as 'mummy loves her breast-penis!' (which makes NO SENSE but I think might be in my ( Read more... )

This is the last week that potatoeangel & treacleangel will be living at the LFoD :O It's... madness. And then until Lara comes (EASY, arrives) it'll just be me and Raen all on our ownsomes. Bwaha. AND I get to go back home for Christmastimes! Glee! (Glee for getting to see mum, not for getting to spend time in Tasmania. Lord no ( Read more... )

Alison just re-enacted the soundtrack of Doctor Horrible with her breasts.

Alison is at work, Jen is out seeing The House Bunny, and Cath is on the coast. Therefore I am alone in the LFoD and having a naked party. Well, 'naked' in this instance meaning 'clothed' and 'party' meaning 'hmmm, I wonder if I should investigate day time television or read my book...'

I have Tremors out from the videostore. This excites me ( Read more... )

On Saturday night everything seemed to be working against us, so we never got to the In Goth We Trust thing that was happening in town. A pity, since I was really looking forward to it. But, eh, what can you do, right ( Read more... )

This morning the ladies of the LFoD received a strange and wondrous package from across the seas. Within said packages was to be found numerous lovely gifts and among these were teabags of the exotically delicious kind ( Read more... )

"I'd sodomise a mango."

Three guesses from which mango-obsessed person said this.

1. The new carpet in the living room is the colour of drowning. Rock ( Read more... )