Friday, May 05, 2006

It is 3.04pm, and I have yet to do my hair

Or eat breakfast. What an utter waste of a day.

Mmmmm. Brownie.

I feel there are several things I should be doing. I should probably do them.

Poor George. He has a swollen tongue.

In an update on Figwit, it would appear that the invisible figure of our new flatmate has a video of FOTR. So we watched. We did not see. We were disappointed. We are the Queen.

Invisible figure of our new flatmate needs a name, she does, she does. Possibly one that is slightly more accurate.

Excuse me. I must eat some brownie. It is calling my name. It is a talented wee brownie.
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