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This is where you stick random tidbits of information about yourself.
Age 23, living in sin in Twickenham with Cheesy
Likes
Movies
Books
Writing
Theatre
Hugs
Kittens
Chess
Scrabble (mostly beating Cheesy's butt)
Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Dislikes
Vegetables
Arguments
Cleaning
Trashy TV
Pretensions
Public Transport
Pets
Rabbits-Bambi, Fern, Sooty, Pippa-all deceased
Dog-Sammy-deceased :(
Fish-CatFlap-recently (and finally!) deceased
Cat-Tiggy-still scratching
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Technically Rachel
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Tuesday, January 20, 2004
Apologies for the silence yesterday, but when you have 440 crowd chits to sort out, you'll understand why. I'd explain in full, but it's really not very interesting.
The most noticeable thing about this week so far is that I'm feeling totally knackered, and have a constant need for chocolate. Hmmm. Really just wanna go home to bed with a hot chocolate. Oooh, now I'm drooling.
Was in a real grump yesterday as well as a result of crowd chits/tiredness, as was Cheesy with his great impatience - so we were wonderful to be around last night.
I also have a zit on my face that is pissing me off.
God what a crappy post
Can you tell I'm pre-menstrual?
Also, in the bizarrest of adverts:
WHY would anyone think we would want to see this horrendous crotch-shot? WHO would find it attractive, or even slightly appealing? It wouldn't even satisfy those with pornish tendancies.
All I can say is thank God there isn't a magic wand.
10:34 am
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