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[theliftedtom]

Yeah, so I've been doing stuff. Uh, drinking coffee. Reading... newspapers. I enjoy the daily news. I've been writing, rhyming. Prosing. Prose before hoes, is the rule in our house. Other stuff, I'm sure. Drinking. I've been drinking. Spinning around in circles on my big black awesome mad chair. Rolling around the house on it occasionally.

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[find_persephone]

Prose before hoes: that's brilliant. My, I will have to use that as my own. I really must. Do you mind?
I think your post kinda sums up my life lately, except instead of shaving off a beard, I shaved off my armpit and legs hairs. I thought I'd loose all my powers (like Samsonite) or perhaps gain new ones. But no. I am now still the same, just more prickly.
Went to see David Stratton as part of BIFF, with my brother. My brother hates David Stratton ("he's arrogant, and he talks over Margaret all the time!" he says), so it was funny to see him squirm in his seat with disgust. I bought him his ticket. That's what big sisters are for. Antagonising younger siblings, even when said younger siblings are now adults.
I haven't been writing much this week. I've been having fun doing not much at all. Looking at tits and arse on SuicideGirls and just kinda mulling around in unwashed flannelet pyjamas. Work is still work, but I try to ignore that.
Hopefully, you and your trimmed toenails will come and eat olives with me on Sunday, on itchy blankets by the river. I think there shall be giddyness from Champagne. Otherwise,

[find_persephone]

I mean, Samson the myth. Not Samonsite the luggage. Hmm.

[find_persephone]

Oh, and I don't know where I was going with "Otherwise". Sorry. I got nuttin.

[theliftedtom]

You may have prose before hoes, since I stole it off Ronnie, and I don't know if he made it up or stole it from somebody else. Samson did lose all his powers, but then Samsonite luggage doesn't have many powers to begin with. Except maybe durable stitching, genuine leather and a myriad of storage options. A bunch of my friends went to see Margaret and David, and they were wearing their "Team Margaret" shirts - and they ended up getting photos with both of them. I will most likely be there on Sunday to eat the olives. I might even bring an exciting variety of cheese, or something. Otherwise,

[find_persephone]

I saw those guys! Me and my bro were sitting in the row in front of them. They were rad. I threatened to print a "Team David" tshirt for my bro. He shuddered.

[find_persephone]

Otherwise,

[theliftedtom]

Wow, I just got an invite to a friend's going away, which is on at New Farm Park at exactly the same time as your picnic. Looks like I'll be drifting between the two. I'm sure hilarity will ensue.

[find_persephone]

If I were you, I'd probably stick around the one with the most food ;) I can't promise that's mine, but I'll try.

[theliftedtom]

That's not a bad idea actually. Perhaps I should bring a small bicycle to make my drifting-between-the-two easier. I don't have a small bicycle, damn.

[find_persephone]

I am housesitting an incredibly large, but lovable dog called Bundles. She looks like one of those beasts out of Resident Evil, but once you get over that perhaps she could be trained to carry you between picnics, like a gallant stead.

[theliftedtom]

Hey yes! And I must wear an incredibly large hat, also. A ten galleon hat, perhaps.

[find_persephone]

Hiho, Bundles!