Me-ow!
Ah, the inspired post-Christmas update on this here journal centreing around what I recieved for being both a)gorgeous and wonderful and oh-so-interesting and b)lacking motivation for a social life to the extent that all I do is sit around the house and suck up to my mother.
I got an ibook to myself. So did Steve though. And ( I know I can't start a sentence with an and, but I like to do so) other stuff like books and book vouchers and other SILLY misguided presents!
Wow. I can't believe I am posting on Christmas booty , but I honestly can think of no other news. I still don't have a job. Or... anything else.
It's my Birthday tomorrow, isn't that exciting? I can finally do all those things I've been doing for years... legally.
Oh golly golly golly golly golly I hate yappedy dogs.
new line brrrr new line!
I feel corpulent... Like a dead pufferfish.
Meow.
I got an ibook to myself. So did Steve though. And ( I know I can't start a sentence with an and, but I like to do so) other stuff like books and book vouchers and other SILLY misguided presents!
Wow. I can't believe I am posting on Christmas booty , but I honestly can think of no other news. I still don't have a job. Or... anything else.
It's my Birthday tomorrow, isn't that exciting? I can finally do all those things I've been doing for years... legally.
Oh golly golly golly golly golly I hate yappedy dogs.
new line brrrr new line!
I feel corpulent... Like a dead pufferfish.
Meow.