Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Right, one of those days when I talk about nothing in particular - just a jumble of thoughts. Nothing new there then.

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You know when occasionally you get that (insert whiney voice) ‘no one appreciates me’ feeling, well I’ve found the answer.
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Although I think the silhouette at the end would have been better if they’d have made it look like that of a super model. After all if you’re trying to feel good about yourself and you believe all of that, you may has well push your imagination one step further and have a decent figure to go with it.

http://www.jobsite.co.uk/youaremighty/index2.html) – just enter your name.

I find that it scans better if you get yourself a drink first (just a little pointer here, it's even more laudable after numerous alcoholic beverages – tea and coffee don’t have quite the same affect).

Sit back and listen to your computer tell you how bloody wonderful you are. If you really want to irrate your family and friends you can actually e-mail it to them. No, I'm not not brave or stupid, depending on your point of veiw. I can imagine the response I'd get for a start. Even more so at the moment as only Cobweb's around and she takes no hostages - I'd get her version of it back and I don't think it would be quite so gratifying.

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Wronglish have updated. Always worth a giggle if only for the fact that I've found other people that can out do me with spelling and punctuation.

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And what ignoramus decided that we should celebrate Easter with our children by telling them about the Easter Bunny? Why not an Easter Duck or Chicken? They after all, lay eggs.

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve nothing against any animal or person for that matter, who is willing to leave me chocolate. In fact, I’d be even more kindly disposed to them if they visited Thorntons first and left me a dozen Seville Chocolates (I did originally think half a dozen but on the off chance that Himself reads this I may as well ensure that he gets the right idea).

I did after all miss out on my Mother’s Day quota. Some bloody restaurant ordered 400 of them, basically wiping out nearly all of our local shop’s supplies. I ended up with just 3 (yes you did read that right - 3), all that they had left. Well, I wasn’t going to leave them there and three chocolates in my book is definitely better than none at all and well worth the 98p Himself paid for them.

Anyway apparently the Easter Bunny leaves baskets of treats and chocolate eggs for good boys and girls on Easter morning. Which goes to show you how stupid it really is because I can tell you now that the bad boys and girls are always going to be one step a head; they will have got up early and pinched the lot. Being good very rarely pays.

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