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November 2006 - Posts

Yay! Nice things...!

If anyone was looking to buy me the perfect present, this would be it:
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d1 pTGH

- or day one, post- Glass House. I don't really care who thought it was a good idea to cancel it - the government, the ABC, magical pixies - and why, I'm just disappointed about it. 'S all.
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Join us! Become a bride!

Brides have fun! Brides wear pretty dresses! Join us! Join us now! As a bride you can expect to find yourself in a variety of exciting situations, learning fantastic new skills, such as differentiating between olive , apple , sage and pistachio green,
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God, grammar and meme

Drawing inspiration from Karen, I'll meme today as well. Although this one is from munkey - if you don't limit yourself to just one word-answers you can spend a lot more time on it... :-) *** 1. When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was
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'Cause you know, everyone speaks English

Okay, two posts within 20 minutes of each other may be a bit much, but I can't resist sharing a bit of Overheard in Finland -goodness. (The link is of course useless if you don't read Finnish, but Overheard in New York offers similar stuff in a more linguistically
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Cheddar Style

Apparantly, you are what you eat. If that really is the case, the best way to describe me would be "cheese-flavoured". Even allowing for suspension of disbelief - which should only apply to Harry Potter movies and not, say, your lunch - you have to either
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About this here bear hunt... Look! -a bicycle!

I love this : search for rogue bear in city over, no need to stay indoors anymore, relax, let the kids out to play, nothing to fear - and the photo accompanying the news item is of... ...Two guys and a bike. What, they couldn't even source a file photo
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Farmers hate pretty shoes

I just got remarkably soggy walking home. Soul-achingly soggy. I try to tell myself: "so what if your shoes are ruined, so long as the farmers are happy". Damn farmers.
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