Another piece that I've copied.  Tomorrow I will print it out and put it on my wall, beside the immortal words from The Avocado Of Death.

This from
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Brain:  I'm tired.  You promised me a muffin.  Can I have my muffin, now?

Foo:  You're always tired.  We haven't been working for half an hour, yet!

Brain:  You want me to start on all the reasons why I'm always tired?  The lack of care, the lack of stimulation, the lack of oxygen -

Foo (talking down a mad axe-woman):  Alright, alright - I ( Read more... )

Yes, more writerish waffling, though for once I’m not about to rant about spelling ;-)

In an attempt to distract myself from my glacial work rate today, I’ve been thinking about inadvertent associations.   How something that looks, or sounds, perfectly innocuous to one person, or group of people, sets another person (usually me) off in fits of ( Read more... )

I'm still in word avoidance mode today, or something like it (for now) and pootling around doing this instead of proper words.  So guess what?   Yes!  It means that you get to suffer, too!   Because instead of thinking about that (proper words), I've been thinking about this:

The interesting question that one of the ( Read more... )

I decided that a month off was more than enough for anyone.  I should be refreshed by now.

So I decided that today I would Do Some Scribbling.

So first I did some shopping.  Well, we really needed more clementines.

And then I went to the building society.  Well, we really needed money for the weekend.

And then I observed while Bandit cleaned the u- ( Read more... )

About to start scribbling, looking at what's happened/happening/is going to happen, I can no longer hide from The Awful Truth ( Read more... )

I was supposed to post yesterday, but  [insert pathetic excuse here.]  And I used my eyes up on scribbling, so there's at least one good excuse. And I used up most of my emotional resources on the rugby World Cup final. ( *sniffle*)

Oh, well.  It was a superb comeback and a great game - so here's to next time, eh?

But I did a few things last ( Read more... )

I'm doomed.  Doomed.

I still can't do this on screen, for some reason,  I'm still only able to contort myself onto pillows and scrawl.  Ah well, it's all words.

It's just that I'm not really sure that they're words anyone would want to read.  I mean, I'm enjoying myself immensely in that tortured oh-my-god-this-is-such-crap sort of way.  And that is ( Read more... )

Monday - with lovely pc - 239 words ( Read more... )

I haven't been online much this week (yes, I know it's been blessedly quiet ( Read more... )