but I won't be harping on about it for a while yet, you'll be pleased to know - there are other things to attend to in the meantime
right! things to do, people; places to go. . . my mother used to say to me "he's gone to see a man about a dog" when someone was off in a kind of secretive fashion
(but I haven't gone and have no secrets)
(from Tatler magazine, 1st December a century ago)
(nothing much changes, does it)
.(nothing much changes, does it)
right! things to do, people; places to go. . . my mother used to say to me "he's gone to see a man about a dog" when someone was off in a kind of secretive fashion
(but I haven't gone and have no secrets)
have a productive day
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Ha! Pinch and a punch for the first of the month!
as the label says: no returns
safe journey!
X
(and even with the no returns, I won't be punching you in the eye for being so sly)(or giving you a kick for being so quick)
Dave, you beat me to it. How is it that you folk get in so quickly, and we expats with an hour in hand? Isn't a good breakfast your first concern?
*Memo to self: Must stay up at least till 1.00am on Dec 31st*
Well, then.
I'm in no threat of being kicked or punched.....right?
*scratching head*
Happy December!
I'm sure it'll be filled with all sorts of wondrous things.
Like....boxes in the middle of the livingroom to trip over. :-/
Mel that reminds me, I have to find where I put all the boxes last year when my brain was only just working. . .
and no, no kicking or punching
(-:
Christopher if I had someone to breakfast with, I'm sure it would be good
in the meantime, I wake up doing this!
*memo to self: make sure there's a cracking New Year's Day piece to make Christopher's late night worthwhile*
(thought: isn't 1am on Dec 31st just very early on new year's eve?)(I'm confused now)(doesn't take much, eh)
As I have just mentioned on facebook (we don't see you there often enough, young lady) I claim victory over the propagators of christmas schmaltz today. My bile outweighs their saccharine coated candyfloss by 6 to 1, and I have spent most of the day in enjoyment of the works of my fellow cynics.
So don't come round here telling me what season it is. I will piss on your christmas tree, sneeze on your crackers and read from Aleister Crowley at your carol service.
I think you've just made far more of it than I did
all I did was show an image of some young ladies pulling a tempting cracker
so, given that you're pissing and sneezing and reading. . .
. . .will you per-lease join in the festive fun and join the I,LTV's 2009 SS?
*blows air kisses in abundance*
ps glad you had an enjoyable day!
Of course it is...erm...read 1.00am on Jan. 1st. No excuses. Wasn't just testing. Drat. Must eat more fish.
oh I knew that really
(-;
it's not even that I was testing you. . .
. . .eeek! that must mean that I'm being pedantic. . .
. . .yikes! nope, I think I was actually trying to ensure that proper and decent service is maintained over the festive period
(or probably, I was trying to make sure that I have something to do on NYE)
Well then....I'll have you know I did have a productive day. Though--it's just getting over with so it was a LONG productive day.
AND I wore red.
Ha!
Just sayin'.....
I canNOT believe it is December
I'm not quite ready for that season yet. Nearly but not quite.
Perhaps I'll think about it tomorrow.
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