while you are praying for my soul, against the satanic pull of youtube, please think about this bloke and his mate, trapped under ground for 10 days now.
i just got out of the shower and was thinking, in the time they have been trapped i have done the following:
had about 8 showers (one little secret, i don't always wash every day. i don't go to an office and hang with other people.)
(so i can get a little fruity if i want)
washed my hair twice
eaten about thirty meals, plus occasional sneaky snacks
watched about 8 hours of tv
watched one angelina jolie special on youtube
found what has to be the best lady-arse in the world (also on youtube. wait, be patient. i may share)
taken the gigi for about 6 or 7 walks
cooked about 5 meals
heated up about 5 lunches
had sex about 3 times?
maybe 2
sad, isn't it?
sent about 10 text messages, or maybe 8
made very few phone calls, maybe 5
done about fifty wees
had one vag wax, i think. i think that was last week. no, that was the week before. strike that.
watched the two chinese boys i want it like that in full about one.thousand.times.
vaccuumed once
entertained friends for dinner once
drunk about.... mmmm... too many glasses of wine
driven to uni twice, i think
eaten pork zero times
had cous cous for lunch twice
not eaten enough fruit
slept ten times
been to the supermarket about 3 or 4 times
mailed one letter
bought the age ten times
read one new weekly mag
wished i looked like angelina, even 8 months pregnant: once or twice
hugged my princess: about 20 times
told her i love her: about 20 times
read 132 pages of a new book - by mr easton ellis
sat down at this fucking computer: 100 times
gotten up to make a cup of tea: 100 times
noticed why my shoulders are getting really tired and sore, and why my brain wakes up way before my body does: constantly in the last ten days.
BUT
the miners have been stuck in a cage, buried alive, in a space 3m x 1m. i just don't know how they are keeping it together.
but they've got an ipod. and other stuff. and i really really hope they get out soon. and ok, without something really bad happening. whenever i think of them, i kind of hold my breath. it's the same when i watch people diving under water. even though the big blue is one of my favourite movies, i think i almost passed out a few times while watching it.
let's hold hands and wish the miners well.
ps. back to me, helooo! oooooh! over here. just one more thing. do you think i should say yes to an ipod for mother's day? i just don't think i'd use it. is it poor form to put in an order for mother's day? is it ungracious? part of me thinks it is. another part of me thinks a mother needs all the gifts she can get her hands on.
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dear dstah, these are the depths at which i am existing these days. everything is measured out in the coffee-spoon equivalent, for me toilet business.
[considers]
maybe i'll take out the poo bit.
OK, i think it's been 3 times (at least) and if you don't ask or give good clear and concise clues, you don't get :-)
sorry readers. i should have made it clearer:
clokey is always up for it. it's ME THAT IS THE COLD FISH.
Ha! That little interchange between Clokeeeey and MG was very amusing!!
But I wish I saw the 'poo version' of this post.
:(
We're big birthday/christmas listmakers in our clan. Don't consider it "ordering" rather letting people know the sorts of things that are striking your fancy that you probably aren't going to buy for yourself.
ps. you really are getting to the very end of the thesis, aren't you?
xxxxxx (I understand!!!)
me so cynical. me think of conversation like 'gotta hang in there, mate, opportunity of a lifetime.' *Kaching, kaching, kaching*
still, it could have been worse. imagine if one of them didn't make it during the ordeal.
Nice idea with this site its better than most of the rubbish I come across.
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