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The computer broke this morning and I nearly had a panic attack.It's my main tool for 'socialising' so if if it suddenly decided to shuffle off its mortal coil I would be FOREVER ALONE. As things ended up, though it had a change of heart and decided it had something to live for. RELIEF.
I made biscuits - that's cookies to those who didn't have the sense/good fortune to be born in England. They taste like I crafted them out of camel shit in a sand box. I'm used to fate pissing mercilessly into my eyes, so I just shrugged and left them on the side to be a nasty surprise for someone else. At least the icing is nice. Yellow.
I played Sweet Harmony by Liquid (an old rave tune I dimly remember from my childhood) very loudly this afternoon, and Pablo took exception to this. He tore round the house, shrieking loudly and biting me. What a prick.
My shadow looks really attractive. Something to put on my CV.
I made biscuits - that's cookies to those who didn't have the sense/good fortune to be born in England. They taste like I crafted them out of camel shit in a sand box. I'm used to fate pissing mercilessly into my eyes, so I just shrugged and left them on the side to be a nasty surprise for someone else. At least the icing is nice. Yellow.
I played Sweet Harmony by Liquid (an old rave tune I dimly remember from my childhood) very loudly this afternoon, and Pablo took exception to this. He tore round the house, shrieking loudly and biting me. What a prick.
My shadow looks really attractive. Something to put on my CV.