Three days, nothing to blog. I'm watching Tipping the Velvet as I type today, and I think I've finally grown out of my childish habit of watching saucy television for titillation purposes. Which is for the best, as our heroine's mockney accent is about guaranteed to give me the floppies.
Five days, nothing to blog. Except, perhaps, for a documentary about herring spunk. It's true! All around the Alaskan coast, every year, countless billions of herring head into the shallows to spawn, secreting millions of gallons of creamy white sperm into the pools and eddies of the shoreline.
Six days, nothing to blog. AFC Wimbledon won 4-0 today, the best result out of all the matches I've seen live. We're turning into a bit of a side! Admittedly, Cobham weren't up to much, and never really threatened. Being bang in the middle of the hardcore fans was good too, as we got to hear old favourites...
Show me the way to Plough Lane,
I'm tired and I want to go home,
I had a Football Ground ten years ago,
And I want one of my own...
We drink champagne, we snort cocaine,
We've got ladies, over here,
You've got shit jobs, you shag your dogs,
and your wife is on the game!
Seven days, nothing to blog. That's cos I'm on my way to Americky! See you next Monday :)
Posted by biondino at October 24, 2002 12:18 AMoh! i wish i were in the U.K. to watch "tipping the velvet"! but now... you are in the U.S., yes, mark? but not up my way :( xoxo.
Posted by: ree on October 30, 2002 07:34 PM