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| Thursday, November 17, 2005 |
| Simon Vivian |
Don't ask me who Simon Vivian is. When I clicked in the "title" box, up popped a list of Things That Had Been Entered In A Box Like This Before - you know, as it does. Some of them I recognised as subjects from emails I've sent. Some of them I recognised as subjects that Mr Ata may have sent. Some of them.... I just don't know. I picked Simon Vivian because I couldn't think of a title myself. And I hate leaving things untitled. It's like leaving the house without an item of clothing.
It is Hot, I am Home, and the cats are Hungry. I can tell because they have been extremely lovable and cuddly. Roswell is now sprawled on the floor by my chair as if she has been ironed flat, gazing alternately at me (with sheer adoration) and Bosco (with suspicion and malice). Bosco is parked on the other chair, paws curled under at odd angles, gazing affably down at Roswell. If she gets up to leave the room, he will leap down and pounce on her, but right now he's a picture of serenity.
We were to have a Meeting here tonight, but it has been cancelled. This means I do not have to tidy up. We do not plan to have anyone over on the weekend, so tidying up can be delayed even further. If I play my cards right, I may not have to vacuum for at least a fortnight. On the down side, I think we are out of Food. I may have to cook tonight. Did I mention it was Hot? And my Blog is too pink. I look all girly. It didn't seem that pink when I picked the template, but it's turned out PinkPinkPink.
I am procrastinating. Can you tell? I am procrastinating about NaNoing, and digging holes, and vacuuming. I always keep a good long list of things to procrastinate about. That way, if I'm ever bored, I look at the list of things I could be doing and decide I'm not that bored after all. I'm busy, procrastinating. We have lived in this house for two and a half years, and there is one person who keeps sending mail to the previous occupants. They don't include a return address. We see the previous occupants on an occasional basis - yes, we bought a house from friends. The fact that we have received regular mail from one individual for two years without passing it on to our Friends makes me feel even more procrastinatory about passing it on now. It doesn't look important. The address is printed on to a sticky label and stuck to the envelope. It looks like a mailing list. The street name is misspelled. I don't think our Friends want to get it anyway. |
posted by Ata @ 5:54 pm  |
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I found you! Of course it was only because you left a comment on mine, but still...,
The first blog template I had was very pink also. I thought it was too Barbie or Disney princess, so I picked something totally different. I went back to pink (but not the really pink pink) and use the Mulan avatar to "embrace my inner Disney princes."
Say hello to Simon for me.
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You only went back to pink because everyone told you you had to, emano. Stop pretending you have a will of your own. ;)
*waves at ata*
I too am procrastinating. But I'm at work and shouldn't even be on the internet. Bad bad me.
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I CHOSE to do what everyone told me. :P
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Everyone reads emano's blog? Everyone apart from me? The board isn't down, is it - you just secretly moved it in the night so I can't read that, either. Hrmph.
*goes and sits in a corner all by herself*
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*cracks up*
I have this mental image of you huddling in the dark sucking your thumb. Hilarious.
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Hah, I am glad my pain amuses you :p
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I found you! Of course it was only because you left a comment on mine, but still...,
The first blog template I had was very pink also. I thought it was too Barbie or Disney princess, so I picked something totally different. I went back to pink (but not the really pink pink) and use the Mulan avatar to "embrace my inner Disney princes."
Say hello to Simon for me.