And because I'm bolloxing about my day...
...here's another meme from ryden
Rules: Post the first line from the first entry of each month. Sort of thing.
January:
Die, you bastards.
February: So, I read r_grayjoy's answers to the Silly School Meme, and now the hamster I've got bunged up in my brain is starting to creep about in its rusted wheel.
March:
Well, there's no denying it now, so I might as well come out and say it.
April:
...and I've not got any cunning tricks to play on anybody.
May:Sure, so suffer me my repetition - I wrote the original posting, I can re-use my own words, eh?
June:Welcome to the first proper week in June. I'm trying to curtail my enthusiasm, to be sure. :|
July: Friday, I think I made up for my uselessness at Sprig's last complete rehearsal.
August: Well, since I've got feckall else to say for myself (still), I thought I'd pop round to handbag.com for a horrorscope.
September:After a reasonably uneventful journey, shaddowshoes and I arrived safely at chez barefootmutt.
October: Sprig spent the last of September in the studio.
November: Well, the last message we sent round gloriously heralded the arrival of autumn - only now it really is here, along with its requisite nasty weather.
December: I'd given Mallory a week to turn up someplace. That week ended Tuesday night, so yesterday, I sent for her replacement.
So, there it is a chairde. My year in sound bites.
Rules: Post the first line from the first entry of each month. Sort of thing.
January:
Die, you bastards.
February: So, I read r_grayjoy's answers to the Silly School Meme, and now the hamster I've got bunged up in my brain is starting to creep about in its rusted wheel.
March:
Well, there's no denying it now, so I might as well come out and say it.
April:
...and I've not got any cunning tricks to play on anybody.
May:Sure, so suffer me my repetition - I wrote the original posting, I can re-use my own words, eh?
June:Welcome to the first proper week in June. I'm trying to curtail my enthusiasm, to be sure. :|
July: Friday, I think I made up for my uselessness at Sprig's last complete rehearsal.
August: Well, since I've got feckall else to say for myself (still), I thought I'd pop round to handbag.com for a horrorscope.
September:After a reasonably uneventful journey, shaddowshoes and I arrived safely at chez barefootmutt.
October: Sprig spent the last of September in the studio.
November: Well, the last message we sent round gloriously heralded the arrival of autumn - only now it really is here, along with its requisite nasty weather.
December: I'd given Mallory a week to turn up someplace. That week ended Tuesday night, so yesterday, I sent for her replacement.
So, there it is a chairde. My year in sound bites.