Tag Archives | thought-constipated

It is just a slice of cheese

That should be, I dunno, a metaphor for life. Or summat. I mean It is just a slice of cheese. […]

For disappearing acts, it’s hard to beat what happens to the eight hours supposedly left after eight of sleep and eight of work

So, it is December 2nd. December! Already! … But enough of that shock and horror at the all too expected […]

Insert your own randowm quote here

I seem to have done nothing lately but reviews. And this after I made my grand “returning to blogging” speech. […]

Either I’ve been missing something or nothing has been going on.

2008[1] hasn’t been so great for me and the regular blogging, has it? at least so far. All that may […]

First learn the meaning of what you say, and then speak.

For feck’s sake. It’s the 7th of January already. 7 days of 2008 have come and gone and I haven’t […]

In which our heroine does and says nothing at all

*Yawn* and again. I’s tired today. Worked two 12 hour days as my minion was on his deathbed. Which would’ve […]

We can rule the world

I went to see Stardust again last night. Its just so awwww, dontcha think? Life however is a tad more […]

She wants that delicacy of tint, and mellowness of sneer, which distinguishes your Ladyship’s Scandal

I broke my pen just now. It isn’t a fancy-arsed pen or anything. But still annoying, don’t you think. It […]

If I had a world of my own, everything would be nonsense. Nothing would be what it is because everything would be what it isn’t. And contrary-wise; what it is it wouldn’t be, and what it wouldn’t be, it would.

Many things to be done today. Review of A Midummer Night’s Dream. The reading of blogs. the leaving the comments […]

blah de blah

I have nothing to say, but on account of not blogging yesterday I sorta feel like I should just stick […]

The king of cups expects a picnic, but this is not his birthday.

I have nothing to say. Well, this isn’t actually true. There are things on the tips of my fingers[1] but […]