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I'm stuck with a valuable friend
Thursday, 27 December 2007 08:50 pmMy favourite Xmas moment for 2007: my Evil Landlord gave me a set of kitchen knives, lovely ones in a bamboo stand. The gift tag was two plasters, with "TEH DOC" scrawled across their back in marker pen. I think stv's getting to him. But I went "awwwww".
Also, my niece in a bucket on the patio, circa Xmas day. She's insanely cute, and also at certain angles disturbingly identical to me at that age.
Thanks to all the Boxing Day braai attendees, it was an extremely pleasantly relaxed occasion despite slightly mad quantities of people. You should have stuck around for the aftermath, which was entertaining: me attempting to stop my mother from doing the washing up. This is basically futile, and we ended up in Twin Sink Mayhem, ripping through the debris in short order in a side-by-side mutual attempt to reduce the amount done by the other. Duelling banjos have nothing on us.
Last Night I Dreamed: vividly enough that I woke myself up at 2am replying to the loud statement I damned well heard from the mad old bat next door, although I think it was a particularly vivid dream. She said something like "Aren't you done yet?", implying that I should have been doing something rather than sleeping peacefully. I think I mendaciously shouted something like "Almost finished!" before realising I was dreaming. Then I couldn't get back to sleep for hours. Consequently a bit frayed today. Also sore from Gym, The Return.
Also, my niece in a bucket on the patio, circa Xmas day. She's insanely cute, and also at certain angles disturbingly identical to me at that age.
Thanks to all the Boxing Day braai attendees, it was an extremely pleasantly relaxed occasion despite slightly mad quantities of people. You should have stuck around for the aftermath, which was entertaining: me attempting to stop my mother from doing the washing up. This is basically futile, and we ended up in Twin Sink Mayhem, ripping through the debris in short order in a side-by-side mutual attempt to reduce the amount done by the other. Duelling banjos have nothing on us.
Last Night I Dreamed: vividly enough that I woke myself up at 2am replying to the loud statement I damned well heard from the mad old bat next door, although I think it was a particularly vivid dream. She said something like "Aren't you done yet?", implying that I should have been doing something rather than sleeping peacefully. I think I mendaciously shouted something like "Almost finished!" before realising I was dreaming. Then I couldn't get back to sleep for hours. Consequently a bit frayed today. Also sore from Gym, The Return.
