Friday, May 06, 2005

High on the hills was a lonely goatherd...

My goodness it's a beautiful day today. I would go outside and enjoy it, but

a) i feel guilty for not being at work
b) i feel sick
c) there is a breezy breeze

My mirror has made a rainbow on my wall.

I have nothing much to say. Steff and G-Money are going home for the weekend, and I should like to, for the purpose of seeing my family, and returning the Wonderpillow. Also [by the same constructional logic] the Crotchtoothbrush. [Ergh.]

The Pageboy, who I daresay has a name that I've forgotten, much like I did with Igor, Seamus and Georg(e). mentioned that the Ego-child is interested in coming down in a couple of weeks. Provided no-one has exams then [or they are very quiet] i think this is an infinitely acceptable
idea.

Also provided Wonderboy comes again, as I think he needs to have more fun in his life. I think he and Violinplaying MarineBiologist need to live closer together.

On that wise and life-organising note, I'm going to do something productive.

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