La La La waste of paper
Its 2.27am on Christmas Morning, and I am making a god-awful dog's breakfast of wrapping presents, partially as Mrs Morienos has used all the damned sticky tape, but mostly because I have hands like a retarded penguin's flippers.
Anyway...
Christmas Eve was good. I saw Scrib and Duj and miniDuj and they made me smile, I saw TequilaMockingbird and he was in fine form. The world turns and we all forget to check in with each other, but its nice when we have a chance to touch base.
And I am very base. Not Typsygypsy base though.
Cos that's rude.
All the same. Two thousand years ago, nothing in particular happened, and as a result once a year its acceptable to put sugary stuff in red wine, and drink sherry at 3pm. Huzzah.
As I wont to say, "You shine in your corner, I'll burn in mine"
But at least I'll be warm.
To absent friends, and present company. A merry Acceptabletoputsugarystuffinredwineanddrinksherryat3pm to you all.
And a completely brilliant new year.
2010 is the boom boom year.
Anyway...
Christmas Eve was good. I saw Scrib and Duj and miniDuj and they made me smile, I saw TequilaMockingbird and he was in fine form. The world turns and we all forget to check in with each other, but its nice when we have a chance to touch base.
And I am very base. Not Typsygypsy base though.
Cos that's rude.
All the same. Two thousand years ago, nothing in particular happened, and as a result once a year its acceptable to put sugary stuff in red wine, and drink sherry at 3pm. Huzzah.
As I wont to say, "You shine in your corner, I'll burn in mine"
But at least I'll be warm.
To absent friends, and present company. A merry Acceptabletoputsugarystuffinredwineanddrinksherryat3pm to you all.
And a completely brilliant new year.
2010 is the boom boom year.