Is Flo Ms Muddle? Harry Ms Silly?

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I can’t believe you’re a plane spotter!

Real hate or false hate?
Genuine fear or feigned fear?
Pretend change or actual change?

I think you know the answer to this already. Authenticity wins, every time. And when it doesn’t, it’s never for long.

Anyone who says otherwise, well, they aren’t telling the truth.

As for putting “x” at the end of text messages. My sister always puts LOL which I always thought meant ‘laugh out loud’. For years I was always confused why she was always laughing as she wrote text messages… often when things weren’t funny. It turns out she was wishing me ‘lots of love’.

It belongs to one of the boys

She actaulky said

It’s for the boys.

1) My French teacher went into the French equivalent of Debenhams. Twas a hot day and she felt quite warm. Being the friendly lass she was she started chatting to the nice young shop assistant telling how hot she was and how much she was looking forward to taking a nice long shower when she got back to her flat. The nice young shop assistant, on the cusp of manhood, suddenly started getting uncomfortable and turned bright red. Turns out that instead of saying hot as in ‘warm’ she said hot as in ‘sexual’.

2) A very able 75 year old was holidaying in France via the Eurostar. Shortly before he was due to leave he got waylaid and couldn’t find where he was supposed to be going. Panic stricken by the thought of missing his train and being stranded he ran into a local shop saying ‘help, help I can’t find the station’. To which the locals began rolling around the floor in hysterics. Turns out instead of saying ‘Gare’ (train station) he said ‘Guerre’ (war). Apparently the site of a 75 year old running in shouting ‘help help I cant find the war’ was too much for the locals to handle.

I even made a screenprint about the aubergine, (now on Laundry flickr). It says ‘its not a fruit’ though technically it might be because it has seeds on the inside or something like that; maybe a question for your veg friends.

Here’s a pic of the fruit that my more technologically advanced friend has provided for me

http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2655/4135047507_1cdd7a1d7e.jpg

XXX

I’m thinking I might take some of the routes at the weekend they’re so great!! Geoff that sounds like a blinder of a morning commute- maybe I should try and get a job which means that I’d need to take the boat!!

Not sure any of them will help me get in and out of the carnival without a ruffle- ah well! x

But my favourite favourite is the DLR. It’s so cool and like a rollercoaster. Especially from Bank to Greenwich. I took my fairy god son on a trip to Greenwich last year and the guy driving the DLR train let him on the mike and he was allowed to tell everyone to take their belongings with them and he got to open the doors…and close them again. It was so much fun for him. The driver also gave him an extremely cool and kitch DLR watch. I was most envious.

SOLD, to the woman in the binbag jacket.

Also, now is the perfect time to buy as pigs are getting lots of bad press.

I don’t consider keeping clothes until they fall apart a bad habit, incidentally, buying new clothes when you have plenty is the bad habit! So yes, I have holes in my pants and t-shirts that have made it half way through the hues of the rainbow as they get washed out.

I don’t think I want to share any others, I’ll keep those between myself & Rachel & ex-flatmates!

Not sure if it’s so much a bad habit as a gift though?!

That reminds me of a strange habit my old housemates used to have; putting the toy giraffe in the freezer, the oven, the sink and other unexpected places for people to find during late night/early morning snack forraging. Or indeed mug hunting…

In a previous house share I had a habit of leaving random potatoes around the house for my flat mate to find. The problem seems to have stopped now though.

I have a (not so) secret Liquorice addiction. I’ll eat it with anything, I like it salty and I like it sweet. I like it for breakfast, lunch and dinner. I never get sick and I’m always on a high. Since leaving my home country, I haven’t been able to feed my habit but occaisonally (thanks Majonne) I get a hit.

I’m also obsessed with beautiful shoes, but thats another post I think.

You could bokashi. Too complicated to explain here but basically you can pre ferment your scraps in a couple of little lidded bins which is small enough for you to take with you when you move. After 2 weeks you bury the fermented scraps in the garden. Now I know that raises lots of questions but you can Google “bokashi” and you can buy the kit from wigglywigglers.co.uk. I do it at home and it works fine.

I have also moved house with a wormery several times without consulting the landlord.

C

(Er. Unless you’re vegan.)

Where was I? Oh yes. Bibble bibble.

I think Harry’s right about not rushing to see childhood films now – I am often in the position of persuading myself out of getting Never Ending Story from the video shop. I couldn’t bear my memories shattered by bad hair and visible puppet-strings….

Rant over. As you were.

So maybe you don’t need to see Rocky to benefit from step ascension references and uplifting music backgrounds.

I think some films only work if you see them first when you’re a child. Otherwise you can’t see past the naffness and the bad picture quality and hair dos!!

Anybody disagree and want to treat Rebecca to a movie marathon of Greece plus some Hugh Grant-tastic 90’s classic in the form of Four weddings and a?!!

I’ve just logged on cheer myself up and laughed out loud, I can’t believe you lost your car – brilliant. makes me feel ok about the 25 umbrellas 8 bank cards and friends alarm code. I decided to pot luck it, got the code wrong and then ran around trying to find a phone box, I found one ten minutes and three blocks away and you still hear the alarm ringing out, wardeh wardeh wardeh. What was I thinking?

Probably takes a million years to put it all together though. We’re not that patient over here methinks. Still, nice to dream…

What do you think Laundry team?

2) we are a ‘that’s-a-great-pinball-machine,-oh,-it’s-not-plugged-in-so-i’ll-play-with-the-dancing/singing-james-brown-thing-untill-he-falls-of-the-desk-in-reception-oh-haven’t-you-got-a-lot-of-pigs!’ type of office we are the whole hog. oink

cake is *always* the answer. this week i made vanilla cupcakes with bright yellow icing (full of excellent fake colourants-great boost to mood) and a mini egg atop each one

my boyfriend was sad, so i made cakes to cheer us up. he’s chipper again now.

Not as good as trees though, i’d have to agree :*)

I’ve started noticing the buds slowly uncurling on the trees and the sun streaming through my window in the mornings.

A later sundown means i can now go for evening walks along the canal by my house instead of watching re-runs of Friends and Scrubs on TV.

Embracing the outdoors makes you feel swell!!

Unfortunately my freezer is one of those in the top of the fridge jobbies and so either melts all over the place or clogs up with ice- ah well. I will remember your banana idea for good freezer moments in the future!! x x