Friday the 27th
Doesn't have the same ring to it as Friday the 13th does it?
Today I am expecting lots of visitors to the house, culminating in my
fiance who is popping over to play with my nephew and nieces.
Thankfully they adore her, and vice versa, and much merriment is had
when they collude in games and plots.
I have been in need of a good nights rest for a long time. Sleeping on
a Sofabed is not ideal for a person who likes a big bed to spread out
in.
...And on a final note, why oh why must my Sisters continuously shout
throughout the house. I have told them that their behavior is endemic
of the soaps they watch - Eastenders, Corrie, Emerdale - where all of
the characters partake in conversations at ear bursting, vein throbbing
volume, as if they are struggling to let out an all mighty great big
pooh bear from their posteriors. Instead it comes gushing out of their
mouths in scream after scream.
Oh, and for some reason, I am always called by either: My Brothers Name, my Nephews Name, my Brother-in-laws name, and in worst cases, my Nieces name, some random name from said soaps. Its disheartening to say the least, and I am convinced that watching soaps corrupts the brain cells as a result.
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dp
Today I am expecting lots of visitors to the house, culminating in my
fiance who is popping over to play with my nephew and nieces.
Thankfully they adore her, and vice versa, and much merriment is had
when they collude in games and plots.
I have been in need of a good nights rest for a long time. Sleeping on
a Sofabed is not ideal for a person who likes a big bed to spread out
in.
...And on a final note, why oh why must my Sisters continuously shout
throughout the house. I have told them that their behavior is endemic
of the soaps they watch - Eastenders, Corrie, Emerdale - where all of
the characters partake in conversations at ear bursting, vein throbbing
volume, as if they are struggling to let out an all mighty great big
pooh bear from their posteriors. Instead it comes gushing out of their
mouths in scream after scream.
Oh, and for some reason, I am always called by either: My Brothers Name, my Nephews Name, my Brother-in-laws name, and in worst cases, my Nieces name, some random name from said soaps. Its disheartening to say the least, and I am convinced that watching soaps corrupts the brain cells as a result.
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dp
Posted
8/27/2004.
Comments:
Damo says @ 11:26 am
