November 26th, 2008


People in glass houses..

Should fuck in the basement! I can't remember who told me this, I think it was my 13-year-old best friend in 1983 who was also the headmaster's daughter and thus the biggest badass in my class. for some reason this was the first thought in my head when I woke up this morning.

This morning I have been Efficient. I think I've probably used up my efficiency quota for this month - luckily there are only a few days to go before I get another month's worth. Anyway, KB stuff = sorted. Well, as sorted as it can be at this very moment anyway...

Safety Third, damnit!

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I just realised that I'm out for dinner every night this week. Golly. How did that happen? Last night's dinner involved conversation about Evan Stone. Who is apparently a HUGE pr0n star. Who, IMO, is totally not hot.

I have had cause this week to appreciate my friends a lot in different ways. I am a big fan of people who love you for who you are, not who they think you should be. And there are a lot of those people in my life these days. Thank you, people, for appreciating my warts.

See that? That up there? Could have sounded dodgy, eh?