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Archive for March, 2006

Too Good to Delete part 2

I just checked Askimet before I signed off for the night as is my habit (once or twice proper comments get caught up, and I hate for people to feel left out or unloved) and was greeted by this most superb piece of spam I have seen in a while. I have no idea which [...]

Sunday Roast: Are you saying this haddock committed suicide?

I’m trying a new way of writing the Roast, because the Performancing extension was starting to bug the crap out of me. The upshot of this combination bookmark/txt file system seems to be the Sunday Roasts are once more up to a full three course meal. Tuck in!
Moose and I have had this ongoing dispute [...]

Excitement!

I’m going to Canada, I’m going to Canada…!
*does a little happy dance*
Booked the tickets last night - going to be out there from 6th April to 11th of April. Not as long either of us would have liked, but better than not being there at all.
*does a little happy dance again*
:clap_tb: :clap_tb: [...]

Cas, your friendly neighbourhood slapper

I would like to talk, once again, about my breasts. I am female, as I am sure most of you have realised by now, and I have large(ish) breasts. These are two inescapable facts about me, and two facts I have, over the years, come to terms with. As mentioned before I like my breasts. [...]

Mmm, tastes like chicken

Opposable thumbs are one of the most underrated things in our daily lives, something that has been brought home to me over the past 24 hours. It’s amazing what you can’t do when one thumb is out of action: pulling up tights; washing your hair easily; opening a pack of polos; doing up a pair [...]

Sunday Roast: you’re gonna love it!

I thought this was going to be a large ‘Roast… If you are curious as to how to make Firefox on the Mac fall flat on its face, try and open 100+ tabs at once. Yeah, my fault, I let the RSS build up for three days without checking. Gulp. Never going to do that [...]

They f*** you up, your Mum and Dad

(Please forgive the emotional brain-dump that is about to happen. I don’t want or expect your sympathy, and I would have written this anyway to get it sorted in my brain, so if you feel uncomfortable reading the gory personal stuff, I will fully understand and think no less of you if you look away [...]