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Thoughts of a dying humourist
Wednesday, January 18, 2006



*Sigh*

Hello you people. This is gonna be a very short post because I only slept two hours. Don't ask. Tis a miserable moth-rain day with little prspects of happiness and randomnity for yours truly. Ok well apart from that im going to Will's , where my ex and his friend is coming to visit. As if we're all on such bloody good terms. Well we are good acquaintances but by no means can I sustain a conversation with the man , on account of , we have literally and figuratively nothing in common. That bit of my life is a perfect example of Chemistry Not Being Everything.

Last nite I had an epiphany. Me being me, was again pondering the secrets of the universe, more specifically , Why People Like Other People a.k.a The Rules of Attraction. Seeing that im so slap bang in the middle of a bout of infatuation, I thought, hey this is a perfect 3am thought pattern. And i think i may have a good theory on it although im too tired to divulge it now. It may be brilliant. And it may be utter shite. But its worth puttin on the blog ;)

Lastly, yesterday was funny because I fell off my scooter. Sure I was going 10 km /h in the front yard and as sod's law would have it mum came out to look just as I was driving into a big bush, and then subsequently slid off the scooter in embarrassment and shock-induced paralysis. Very much piss taking ensued by the family. the only scars I have are on the inside. oh, and a pinhead sized scab on my right hand. Gotta love injuries like that.

Now i regret this post being so short because im in a perfectly cynical mood today and it usually makes for astute observations and humourous writing. Ah well.
Much love to those I think about quite constantly. . And don't go feeling flattered, cos its not all of you.
To the others.....big hugs.
xx
Anni
11:54

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