I feel lost with no comments to respond to and may possibly slash my wrists.
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The daily adventures of a fabulous poof in an emotional jungle. Watch as imagination, fact and fiction blur into an insane life dependent on outrageousness and an occasional venomous jibe.
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yes, but will finish packing in the morning then drive up
Alan! Aren't you packing up to go? Are you still in Bournemouth?
Well I've been busy ;)
And if you do slash your wrists, try not to make a mess, eh?
Ok, I promise. Thus far though, the razor blades are still in the cupboard. Thanks to you, Dan, and Alan. You've saved my life.
You realise that we're going to have to bill you know. I dont know about Alan, but I'm not a charity ;)
Don't forget to slash them vertically instead of horizontally. Otherwise you end up alive with ugly scars and that shouldn't be the intention. Is this any help as a comment? As I can't keep up with your frequency in posting...
Hello march hare! Sorry - so many posts I know. Of course, I'm new to this. It's like a new toy for me. The thrill will soon ware off and I might go down to only one post a day - or even every other day!
Try getting the sick - always puts the kybosh on my posting ;)
I feel lost with no new blog post to comment on, and may possibly slash my wrists.
*ahem*
I've been trying to cut down!
;)
Yeah but I was bored at the time, and it was read blogs or do housework.
I had to do my washing up because of you!
I hope you wear marigolds. The detergents in washing up liquid do disgraceful things to your hands!
Actually, my hands are as soft as a feather, in a manly kind of way. Covered in scars from rooting inside computers since I was a kid, but they are smooth :D
I still think you should wear marigolds, Dan.
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