~allegro~

Victory! It has come at last!
Victory! Didn't think this day would pass!
Victory! I am all a-quiver!
Victory! My spine, it sure does shiver!

~cantabile~

Blue poo has come to me
Blue poo, my own
Blue poo has set me free
So, thanks, Xantheeeee!

~crescendoMy mind is now content ( Read more... )

Thank you everyone for my birthday good wishes! I had a splendid, splendid birthday - after work went to the National for a platform about suffragettes, which was quite interesting (though there was a mad, mad, completely insane woman who took up all the question time with some rambly diatribe at Shirley Williams which meant I couldn't ask my ( Read more... )

Am having day of unspeakable woe, crapness and shiteness. Everything that could possibly go wrong has done, and there's just overflowing crapness and nothing working and everything a big pile of poo, and not even blue poo but bollocksy crappy poo-coloured poo ( Read more... )

♥ Helen is back - huzzah! Didst thou have a pleasant holiday, ma chere? And Chadstock! Chadstock on Saturday! Very exciting indeed!

♥ I find myself bewildered by the goings on with the Ministry of Health etc in South Africa. It’s so very, very bizarre ( Read more... )

Blue poo
Where did you go?
Blue poo
Why do you hate me?

Blue poo
For though I know
Blue poo
That you are crazy

Blue poo
I love you so
Blue poo
We could be happy

Mon dieu, comme j’étais ennuyée ce matin! I had to sit on reception and had absolutely nothing to do, and no internet access. I entertained myself by doodling, conjugating Latin verbs, testing my French vocab, and stamping myself with the First Class stamp. Downside: it was very, very inky, and now I have red smeared all over me. Upside: should I ( Read more... )

♥ I am bored of patient questionnaires. Maybe I should invent a mind-reading machine that can interface with my database and extract specific responses from patients, which responses can then be entered directly into the database using the power of my brain and milk bottle tops ( Read more... )

Here's what I watched last night:

Popstar: This was shite. Unrelenting shite. Not even in a fun way. Some teenie pop boy (you know, the kind whose fans are about nine) goes to high school and ends up getting together with "his biggest fan" who coincidentally is tutoring him in maths. Pah. Drivel.

Zoom: Academy for Superheroes: This was great! I ( Read more... )

♥ I am concerned, mes chers. I have eaten more blueberries than God in the past week or two, and fear they might do me some harm. I asked Katie if she knew the effects of a blueberry OD, and she just said too much fruit gives you diarrhoea. BLUE POO, PEOPLE!!! I’m going to have BLUE POO!!!! Oh, mine is a sad life, indeed ( Read more... )