Tuesday, May 19, 2009

A Parcel of Deer

1) Dear person who borrowed every single book I needed at the library: eat my poo. If you need me, I'll be relying on the only available books left, "Hop on Pop" and "Gizmo".

2) Dear boy who came up the back of the bus and despite me being the only one there amongst at least twenty other seats chose to sit right next to me, making us look uncomfortably awkward to anyone down the front of the bus: eat my poo. Actually, I'm just disappointed we didn't hold hands. No biggie.

3) Dear blog: eat my poo. Write more interesting posts for yourself, I'm tired of thinking of people to tell to digest my previously digested stuffs. I don't even have energy left to finish this bl

Thursday, May 14, 2009


As some of you will know, I am fairly obsessed with basketball. I love playing it, reading about it, following it, watching it, everything. We've been shooting a ball around outside the Garage for a little while now, usually whilst having leaders chat or waiting for the kids. Then it often becomes a game with the boys. Obviously, I love that, but I guess not everyone's as keen a fan as me. ANYWAY. The following is an excerpt from a silly exchange DC and I had over the above picture he drew. I laughed whilst in it, so thought I'd share. Apologies for dodgy quality/if you're not amused. But whatever.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Hungry, Hungry, Hungary?*

A little video action whilst I think of something worthwhile writing. Things are pretty slow at the moment, just uni-ing big time. Did just ace an exam and get full marks on an essay, so turns out doing the readings actually helps. Whatever.

Heard this song the other day, has been in my head for a little while. Check out their myspace when you're done.

* I played Hungry, Hungry Hippos the other day. It was amazing. My buddy Homer the Hippo and I had our fair share of plastic hippo food. I like to imagine that the game is a correct representation of what feeding time at the hippo enclosure looks like.

Wednesday, May 06, 2009

Things That Sound Bad Out Of Context #5

Another entry from KF (see TTSBOOC#2). It's ridiculous the rate she racks up the birth-related inappropriateness.

"I do not actually intend to eat the placenta.. Just to secretly feed it to Ben, hidden in a cake. And if you're thinking that Ben won't eat it now... You're wrong. Ben will eat my placenta cake."
So...um. I've never felt so threatened in my life.