Nail tyres
It's July and I'm still cycling round with nail tyres on my bike. I'm tempted to just leave them on now. There'll be ice again in a couple of months, surely?
Bunny
My rabbit keeps conking out. It's fine for the first two minutes, then it just goes dead for half an hour. No, it's NOT the batteries, I've checked, believe me. Two minutes of rabbit is not enough! Who can get there in two minutes?!
Working out
Favourite current work-out track: "Slide" by Missy Elliot. I don't give a shit if you can't stand me, cause I is what I is and what I am is like my mammy. And I don't mean to sound too petty but they used to call me fatty til I got with Puff Daddy. Classic Missy. In fact, all her tracks are brilliant to work out to. Yes, I have contemplated the irony of that.
Road trip
Went around Iceland last week with some friends from Wales. Highlights included Brian's face when he saw all the naked people in the hot spring; drinking Fisherman's Friend™ flavour vodka all night with a group of crazy horseback riders; and watching a sandstorm heave its way over a lava field in the north. I love the countryside. Even if it has ruined my beautiful suede Pumas.
Sunglasses at night
It's daylight all the time now, which I spend the whole year waiting for. If only because I look like slightly less of a twat wearing my massive bum-reducing sunglasses all night long.
Dinner party
I'm invited to dinner on Saturday. This "not drinking" business is ridick and virtually impossible. Think I will allow myself one bottle of wine just to break up the fortnight.
Ridick
Ridick is a word I invented myself, as an abbreviation of "ridiculous" (emphasis on the last syllable). Try dropping it into conversation without actually feeling ridick yourself. It's imposs.
DADDY I WANT A HORSE!
I haven't been in the best form lately, in fact I've been feeling quite low. Despite seemingly getting my own way all the time. Maybe I'm a spoilt brat. No, I can't be. Surely. My parents never allowed me the Kellogg's Variety Pack on account that it was too pricey and all the boring ones would be left at the back of the cupboard for years after its purchase.
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One of my friends uses ridiculi to pluralise the ridiculousness. I can't wait to wear sunglasses at night next June.
ReplyDelete'My parents never allowed me the Kellogg's Variety Pack on account that it was too pricey and all the boring ones would be left at the back of the cupboard for years after its purchase'
ReplyDeleteImagine, something else for Brad to comment on whilst routing through your ladder!
*larder (excuse me)
ReplyDeleteRidiculi is a great word. It could be used as a collective noun "a ridiculi of students".
ReplyDeleteBrad asked me about the larder in his email! He said, "how's your mam and dad, and have they cleaned the pantry yet?" I nearly choked laughing.
You really should stop inserting batteries into your rodent. It's no wonder the poor little thing keeps passing out.
ReplyDeleteStick Rabbit in the fridge for a bit. Honestly. My, er, special toy goes haywire in the heat.
ReplyDeleteI sympathise re: Variety Pack. My childhood too was horribly scarred by mother's nice cereal refusal. Oddly enough I had to embrace that feeling only last week when my partner 'sinned' and bought a Variety Pack into the house. My son was ecstatic and me - I tried to not let him have the Coco Pops. Why? Because I wasn't allowed when I was his age. So I stopped it immediately and gave in to the dirt that is Variety Pack. Ugh. Filthy.
ReplyDeleteRabbit in fridge. I'll try that. I always figured it was crapping out from overheating (read: overuse). Never thought to stick it in the fridge. Brilliant.
ReplyDelete"Chronicles of Ridick"
Heh.
What a brilliant idea. I'll try that when I get home, thanks anon.
ReplyDeleteYes, that is a brilliant idea! An ice-cold rabbit experience is virtually guaranteed to inspire some truly brilliant blonks.
ReplyDeletei enjoy ridonculous, for that which is especially ridick.
ReplyDeletenone of my friends seem to enjoy it, however.
by the way i love your blog. i am a regular reader but this is my first comment.
Thank you Kitty, and welcome. xx
ReplyDeletere, variety packs,i agree with your parents, you always get left with the rubish ones in the cupboard. when i was a kid we had a cupboard full of ricicles and frosties. now i have kids i am let with loads of cornfakes and rice crispies. i wonder if kelloggs would exchange a bulk lot??
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