the power of sunday papers!

I love Sundays- no alarm clocks!

1. Haul arse out of bed,

2. Clean mouth
* think up ways of capturing animal that surreptitiously craps in mouth

3. bottoms up the alkaseltzer- or whatever rememdy that works... not choosy at this point

4. cold juice

5. pick up my numerous sunday papers from door
*swear never to touch another drink while bending over precariously

6. back to bed.

*please note: the only constant is the sunday papers- other activities maybe slotted in at will

The rejuvenation begins; it is foolproof- well, was; until the bloody high school reunion headlines screaming not only from the front page but the entire bloody paper- (even Baz!- beef)

There's another one coming I am informed; Ntare! why?!!!!

the line

I crossed the line last night when i looked back and wanted to live the moment just one more time

I totally forgot what got me across the line in the first place

when I was supposed to be in the moment, I realised it would never be that moment again; I realised I had moved on

when I opened my eyes, I really did want to forget last night;
dashed out and cursed all day

I crossed the line, but it isnt one you drew

I want you... us to draw a line

because I like being with you

no, love being with you
I dont want to go back, I want to move on

yes, with you- let's get over this and quit the mark timing

scatter braining it

Weird how good friends, old boyfriends call or appear in town in the same week... has my telepathy moved on to mind control?- just spooky... (ish)
working on the mind control skill

* staring at the back of boss' head and concentrating*... the options are limitless!


Can someone tell me what I am missing when I see the news on the 'almighty Kony'! the hugging, the new clothes and chartered flights for his family(ies) and his ridiculous requests that are actually being considered!

*double retch!!*

suggestion box... place his head in the way of several stray bullets (just to be sure) and let's just move up to step 2.



I absolutely love coupling...(the sitcom!!) ... and I wonder why no one thought of it- a glowing clit!
"move around the light luv"
I would go with the colour green... go team go!



I am yet at another crossroad in life... why me?? I know people who wouldnt have a clue what that means...why do i have to keep choosing... cant i just have my cake and eat it?!

really looking forward to Hugh Masekela...

Just wondering....

"You are one of the guys..." was just wondering exactly that it means.

Are saying I talk and behave like a guy?( in the nicest way possible... eeooow!)

or do you mean that I have lost my curves, and worse still my sexual appeal?

Does that mean you can bum off my ciggies like forever and ask me to buy you a drink like all the time?

wait a minite... this a punishment for not inflating or stroking your ego, right?

Am I off the hook then? can I keep deflating your ego then?

Does that mean I need to polish my 'pimping' services (just for you), seeing that I am closest to the female species among the 'guys'?

Actually the more I think about it... eeeh I am flattered (should I be?) but, I really dont want to be one of the guys...

ps
it was a rant of sorts