Another UTI and another six days of madness.
I am so tired I can't think let alone blog.
I hate Christmas lights.
I might punch Aunt Patty and Aunt Selma for being insensitive no-brain morons.
R.I.P. IE7 and good riddance.
I hate Optusnet or Telstra whichever has disconnected me 5 times in the last hour.
I will return Sunday, hopefully with what's left of my sense of humour.
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I am reluctant to be the first commentor nowadays, because it seems to keep nice folk away. And I've no idea why this is, but it may be to do with my failure to start finishing school. I would like to have attended one of those fine institutions in Switzerland, where you spend three years learning how to smile sweetly at bogans. But seeing as I've never wanted to be a social worker, school teacher, or brothel madam, I went to turkey instead.
Meanwhile, it has "come to my notice" that the latte set are once more playing follow the leader (blogger) by having a very self-satisfied snigger at people who light up their homes for Christmas. Well what would you expect from this crowd anyway, gaiety? Well yes, sometimes, but really, what a sad load of robots! What a dreary me-too terrified grey colony of wallpaper insects! What tedious boring untalented little bastards. Slaves. Yes. Well I'll tell them something, they have never left the suburbs, they have never left university, they have never left mummy and daddy to sail alone. Their dependance was programmed, nicely locked-in, long ago.
I should post a photo of the house when it was first done and kids came from everywhere to see it. This year Mum was really too ill to do it but too stubborn to let it go. I've put all her favourite dolls up in the bedroom where she can see them so she's happy now. I, on the other hand, am ratshit. There's a nice none-latte adjective for you. I don't mind you my dear and I am a graduate of the Elly Lukas School of Elegance, certificate and all.
hang in there laddy ..(sheesh, one of these days wil learn t spell)
Davo, I owe you an email so don't think I've ignored you.
Oh Jahteh - 3 guineas a lesson and I graduated too. We used to call it the Alky Lukas Skool Of Elephants.
2. I love decorated houses.
Ballarat goes way way over the top.
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