Pfft. Nobody tells me anything anymore. They're scared it's going to wind up in my blog. As if! This blog is strictly about me, that's the whole point of blogs isn't it? I'm not all that interested in you or your sex life, thanks. Although, not even my own boyfriend trusts me with information. "So, is my friend shagging your friend then?" I ask him, casually. I'm not all that interested, of course. He doesn't say anything. "I'm not saying anything," he says. Looks away. Humph! Apparently I "talk too much".
It's not true. I'm actually very discreet. I think the picture of me eavesdropping is giving a false impression. I'm going to take it down, swap it for something less convicting. A nice picture of me on the sofa, reading a book, minding my own business.
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I'm crap at keeping secrets, and often put my foot in it. I can't even tell myself secrets anymore.
ReplyDeleteie.
Brain - Heh heh, Sarah will NEVER know that I ate her last Rolo.
Mouth - Hi Sarah, I ate your last rolo by the way.
Brain - What the HELL did you say that for? You're in the shit now.
Haven't you got to the stage yet where people do c-razy things around you to try and get a mention on here?
Yeah, I thought people would start making stuff up just to get mentioned. Where's their desire for fame and scandal??
ReplyDeleteWell.. half the welsh can't read it can they! That's something...
ReplyDeletehttp://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/technology/5256552.stm
No, don't change the eavesdropping pic. I like that.
ReplyDeleteOh so you're eavesdropping in that picture. I just assumed you were expressing suprise at finding a glass tumbler lodged in your head.
ReplyDeleteNo! Nobody does crazy stuff to get into my blog, that would be ridick. I don't have the readership to make it worth anybody's while.
ReplyDeleteAnd Kieran, you are getting pretty cheeky, young man. But Niolk you are lovely as ever.
How about a picture of the topless bathtup party?
ReplyDeleteHow about you sign your name and I'll consider it?
ReplyDeleteI vote for a picture of the topless bathroom party as well. (Though I do like the evesdropping one. It's very nicely composed.)
ReplyDeleteI still regret having left my camera at my offica that night!
ReplyDeleteYou'd never have been able to set your aperture to the right speed to catch a glimpse of MY mounds of joy.
ReplyDeleteThe nosey picture stays. No topless bath tub pictures exist.
My name... Brad! I've always wondered!
ReplyDeleteAw ... Bradley!
ReplyDeleteIf I had a picture then OF COURSE I would send it to you, but alas, I have none.
Not even a sex tape, it wouldn't be my first choice but hay!
ReplyDeleteWhats a man supposed to do when he is very intreged to find out about the body you've been hiding under so many different trends of clothes over so many years, i'm not made out of wood!
That sex tape ain't getting out til my agent says so.
ReplyDeleteHa! I stopped telling people I know in real life about my blog for the same reason!
ReplyDeleteI love that pic. It's adorable.
ReplyDeleteI ain't trusting you with no secrets though, lady.
Actually, I _was_ interested. That's the great thing about that meme--you get to find blogs and people you might normally have come across.your masthead kicks, btw.
ReplyDeleteI see, sorry. Hmm. Thanks regarding the masthead. I'm keeping it.
ReplyDeleteI love your masthead too!
ReplyDeleteI love this post and the idea of no one talking to you...I get a bit of that too from my friends, but they also know I mostly post boring stuff about what I read, plus a lot of my friends are too tired from taking care of their kids!
I am also participating ina little social experiment called "20 comments wednesday" where about 15 of us , so far, are trying to visit 20 blogs and web logs and read them, maybe comment and then make a list to see a coupel of things. One if traffic changes to the blogs, we meet some more cool people or more comments might boost morale and enhance the dynamic of blogging...we just don't know?
so I found your blog linked at Minerva's and just poppped by to say hi and have been enjoying reading your stuff.
Nice to "meet" you!
Cheers,
Candy
http://gnosticminx.blogspot.com/
Glad I found your blog. Good stuff!
ReplyDeleteOh my Jesus, Annie. Are those guys in your photolog Icelandic? I'm so crushing right now.
ReplyDeletePlease... someone Icelandic move to my city.........
Just read your profile and am impressed at the gutsiness you've showed at moving to such a different culture! I have always wanted to visit Iceland, but would never have chosen it as a place to plant myself for a time (not a fan of wintertime for one thing). Thanks for stopping by my blog. You're my #7 of 20.
ReplyDeleteAnnie, your readership must have increased twentyfold in my absence. If not more.
ReplyDeleteLook out Petite Anglaise lady!
Start a rumor that fiction/fantasy will start appearing in your blog with real names attached...heh heh heh.
ReplyDeleteTrishdish at blondblogging has some wild stuff in hers that you can't tell is fiction but it's about her (usually)...
p.s. forgot to mention I came from WC's blog...the 20 Wednesday tag?
ReplyDeleteYeah, don't change the eavesdropping photo. Not unless you replace it with something equally cute involving you pressing your ear to a glass.
ReplyDeleteIsabella, I just checked my Flickr and I'm sorry to say most of the guys on it aren't Icelandic, no. Except Bjarni, who's taken, and Gísli Göngutur, who's crazy. And that dude who has his arm wrapped round my little Lára.
ReplyDeleteIt has to be said though that yes, Icelandic guys are very attractive. I think it's their great jaw-bones and the ridiculous clothes that they wear. Or is that just Bjarni?
Brad here again, i have to admit Annie the picture you have up now as very nice and i am a big fan so dont change it.
ReplyDeleteYou are looking very hot in it.... very
Thinking about some resent post you could put together, the sex tap, and your nick names....
Fanny Twatkins does Iceland!
sugest it to your agent!
Thank you all for the lovely comments about my picture. It took a lot of photoshop work but I got there in the end.
ReplyDeleteBrad! I wish I'd never mentioned that bloody stupid nickname. Although yes, it's better than any porn name, especially those ones you have to get to by way of your first pet and your mother's maiden name etcetera.
Ah, so that's what you meant by "We were just talking about you" on the phone that other day.
ReplyDeleteNow let me just make sure that I post this anonymously...
Ha! Caught out. Except it was just me who was doing the talking. Bjarni sat there trying to avoid eye contact.
ReplyDeleteOh, girl... any hot guy from any country will do. I'm not that picky. ;)
ReplyDeleteTrue! People have this really impression that once we blog a familiar issue that they can totally relate to, then the reaction is "we TALK about them", but at the blogger's perspective it's as simple as picking up a rare stone and telling everybody we did!
ReplyDeleteI can totally relate!
ReplyDelete