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Mar. 5th, 2009
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Mar. 5th, 2009 05:49 pmI have two boxes. They apparently contain my desk. I went to Tesco's after work and I acquired duck and pancakes. So tonight there will be desk building, and duck pancakes and beer.
When I went to work this morning, the sun came up. When I came home, the sun was going down and hit the hill our house is pretty much at the foot at and it lit up the world and for the first time in months it was warm light and I realised spring is on the way. This makes me happy. I always forget how much I need and want sunlight until it's been gone for a while and it comes back.
When I went to work this morning, the sun came up. When I came home, the sun was going down and hit the hill our house is pretty much at the foot at and it lit up the world and for the first time in months it was warm light and I realised spring is on the way. This makes me happy. I always forget how much I need and want sunlight until it's been gone for a while and it comes back.
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Mar. 5th, 2009 05:49 pmI have two boxes. They apparently contain my desk. I went to Tesco's after work and I acquired duck and pancakes. So tonight there will be desk building, and duck pancakes and beer.
When I went to work this morning, the sun came up. When I came home, the sun was going down and hit the hill our house is pretty much at the foot at and it lit up the world and for the first time in months it was warm light and I realised spring is on the way. This makes me happy. I always forget how much I need and want sunlight until it's been gone for a while and it comes back.
When I went to work this morning, the sun came up. When I came home, the sun was going down and hit the hill our house is pretty much at the foot at and it lit up the world and for the first time in months it was warm light and I realised spring is on the way. This makes me happy. I always forget how much I need and want sunlight until it's been gone for a while and it comes back.
Styrofoam romance
Mar. 5th, 2009 11:23 pmWhile preparing desk molishment, the styrofoam fell in love with me and followed me around. This was rather disconcerting. I went to the left and the styrofoam went 'Whoo!' and followed me. I went to the right and it went 'Whee!' and followed me. I lef the room and it went 'Noooooo! Statiiiiic,' and clung to me like a lovestruck limpet. Going 'nyargh!' and flapping my hands led to a small snowstorm, which promptly settled again in my hair. And my shirt. And my cleavage (which is impressive as this shirt does not expose said cleavage). I eventually got rid of them.
Halfway during desk building I realised there was something amiss on my shoulder. I looked round. A 5'' piece of styrofoam smiled and waved sheepishly. ''lo', it said. 'Oh no, you don't,' I said and made a grab. 'Wheeee!', it went as it crawled between my shoulderblades. I spun around. 'Yay!', it went. In the end I had to scrape it off on the bed. It was unhappy with me. I picked it up and threw it in the bin, where it and its brethren used their combined powers and went 'Wahey! and jumped at my hands. I eventually got rid of them too.
And then I went to the bathroom. There was a small piece of styrofoam. How on earth it got there, I don't know. Possibly it has phasing powers. It had gone where no piece of styrofoam had gone before. This was certainly true after I flushed it down the loo.
And now to bed.
I will probably wake up with yet another stray piece of styrofoam staring at me and sighing wistfully.
Halfway during desk building I realised there was something amiss on my shoulder. I looked round. A 5'' piece of styrofoam smiled and waved sheepishly. ''lo', it said. 'Oh no, you don't,' I said and made a grab. 'Wheeee!', it went as it crawled between my shoulderblades. I spun around. 'Yay!', it went. In the end I had to scrape it off on the bed. It was unhappy with me. I picked it up and threw it in the bin, where it and its brethren used their combined powers and went 'Wahey! and jumped at my hands. I eventually got rid of them too.
And then I went to the bathroom. There was a small piece of styrofoam. How on earth it got there, I don't know. Possibly it has phasing powers. It had gone where no piece of styrofoam had gone before. This was certainly true after I flushed it down the loo.
And now to bed.
I will probably wake up with yet another stray piece of styrofoam staring at me and sighing wistfully.
Styrofoam romance
Mar. 5th, 2009 11:23 pmWhile preparing desk molishment, the styrofoam fell in love with me and followed me around. This was rather disconcerting. I went to the left and the styrofoam went 'Whoo!' and followed me. I went to the right and it went 'Whee!' and followed me. I lef the room and it went 'Noooooo! Statiiiiic,' and clung to me like a lovestruck limpet. Going 'nyargh!' and flapping my hands led to a small snowstorm, which promptly settled again in my hair. And my shirt. And my cleavage (which is impressive as this shirt does not expose said cleavage). I eventually got rid of them.
Halfway during desk building I realised there was something amiss on my shoulder. I looked round. A 5'' piece of styrofoam smiled and waved sheepishly. ''lo', it said. 'Oh no, you don't,' I said and made a grab. 'Wheeee!', it went as it crawled between my shoulderblades. I spun around. 'Yay!', it went. In the end I had to scrape it off on the bed. It was unhappy with me. I picked it up and threw it in the bin, where it and its brethren used their combined powers and went 'Wahey! and jumped at my hands. I eventually got rid of them too.
And then I went to the bathroom. There was a small piece of styrofoam. How on earth it got there, I don't know. Possibly it has phasing powers. It had gone where no piece of styrofoam had gone before. This was certainly true after I flushed it down the loo.
And now to bed.
I will probably wake up with yet another stray piece of styrofoam staring at me and sighing wistfully.
Halfway during desk building I realised there was something amiss on my shoulder. I looked round. A 5'' piece of styrofoam smiled and waved sheepishly. ''lo', it said. 'Oh no, you don't,' I said and made a grab. 'Wheeee!', it went as it crawled between my shoulderblades. I spun around. 'Yay!', it went. In the end I had to scrape it off on the bed. It was unhappy with me. I picked it up and threw it in the bin, where it and its brethren used their combined powers and went 'Wahey! and jumped at my hands. I eventually got rid of them too.
And then I went to the bathroom. There was a small piece of styrofoam. How on earth it got there, I don't know. Possibly it has phasing powers. It had gone where no piece of styrofoam had gone before. This was certainly true after I flushed it down the loo.
And now to bed.
I will probably wake up with yet another stray piece of styrofoam staring at me and sighing wistfully.