Jun 24, 2005 14:46
I don't have the energy to read all the backdated friends' posts... I'll get round to it eventually. Just thought since I haven't been online in a couple of days I better update something. My life has been consumed by various things, which I won't go into in any depth. Juggling is one of them, not sure why... It's something convenient to fill in the space while something is loading on my PC, or while I'm waiting ten minutes to add the parsley to the risotto. Ooh, that reminds me of that poem by Ogden Nash, which I actually think I'll share with you:
Further Reflections on Parsley
Parsley
Is gharsley.
Hehe, so deep.
Anyway, I was juggling, listening to the lilting music of Coldplay or somesuch float in through the door - we live really close to Marlay Park, and I think Coldplay were playing there - and either watching Wimbledon or watching the highlights or something, when a thought occurred to me... And I'm wondering if anyone else has this thought. Wimbledon is actually quite perverse and voyeuristic. Whenever someone misses a shot they have a close-up SLOW-MOTION shot of the intense look of disappointment on their face. Does anyone else find that a little bit sinister? Or, at least, sensationalist?
Someone needs to tell me about going to Meeka's... And also about Santry tomorrow... And also about Aoibheann's... Anyway, more updating later...