George Clooney got engaged - what’s next? Flying monkeys? A sequel to ‘The Breakfast Club’? Vampires wearing garlic garlands as a haute couture fashion trend? A reality show that doesn’t demean its contestants? There were certain things I came to believe were immutable and permanent, and George Clooney’s singlehood was one of them. I don’t know ( Read more... )

There are few things I do with metronomic regularity, but wearing my favourite pair of underwear on Mondays is certainly one of them. Everything is hard on a Monday, so I figure I’m entitled to a few little Monday indulgences.. and my favourite undies are a part of that Monday pamper package. They’re not sexy and nothing about their colour or style ( Read more... )

There’s something very special and sort of forgiving about livejournal. You can make mistakes here, say the wrong thing, use it as a confessional, document your day, reflect on events long past, reveal the secret shining desires and dreams of your heart, be a goof, be serious, be angry, fill it with squee, unload your worries and troubles, vent ( Read more... )

I’d really like to pit myself against one of those hugely oversized Toblerones you see at airports. I think it would be a formidable but worthy challenge. Perhaps in preparation for one day taking on this gargantuan task, I ate a chocolate cookie today at school. Success in these types of endeavours is often down to preparation and so it’s only ( Read more... )

There’s a path by the railroad tracks that crazy Agnes and I like to walk down from time to time. You can hear the sounds of cars whooshing by but the sight is obscured by a veil of trees and for the rest there’s just the path and the tracks and paddocks on the other side with a horse or two scattered about higgledy-piggledy. It’s not well used - ( Read more... )

This morning I was feeling severe Monday grumpitis as I drove to work. I turned onto a busy main road and needed to get over into the far lane to make another turn, but from the moment I merged into traffic the car in the lane next to me slowed down to thwart my lane changing plans. I muttered under my breath and put my foot down for some speed, ( Read more... )