We sits and we thinks and we thinks and we thinks.. But no things come to mind, precious. Sigh.
G'day people. I have writer's block yet again, so I'll be rambling along typing random stuff. Although, I'm sure you're used to it now if you've been reading this blog. Note the "if", though. I'm a blasted crap-writer. If you're looking for deep thoughts and "the meaning of life", go elsewhere. I'm a shallow biatch, especially when it comes to my writing. Thank you.
Now, should I sound bimbo-ish or grandmother-ish today? I can't decide. Grandmother-ish requires me to find something to lecture on, unfortunately. Should I give y'all a lecture? Hm... But what on? Um.. Uh.. Dang! I usually have some self-righteous something to blabber about, but strangely, not today. Gah. Some other time, then.
How does one sound like a bimbo? Uck. Or maybe I don't even have to try. Yay! Nah.. that was so Queer Eye. Blah. Did I ever tell you that I ADORE Carson? His brain is right up my alley... The King (Queen? lol) of Sarcasm. I love ya, doll.
Oooh! Guess what song is stuck in my head? The damn Maxis ad song! "I want it all.. and I want it NOW!" Weeeha. It does not get weirder than this, folks. Or maybe it does. Yeah.. it probably does.
Oh yeah, baby. I'm LOooOOOSssIInnnG It! Confinement to the house ain't good. I's stuck in the house 24/5 (at least) if there's no one else in. Coz someone has to be home with my 91 year old hyperactive grandmother. Today, grandmother's gone out. And I'm still stuck at home. Doing what? Bloody housework! Which I do everyday, anyway. Argh!
Someone kidnap me and fly me to the nearest MPH PLEASE! (I know that sounds like super-nerd, but I don't bloody care. I want me some (more) books. So there.)
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