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wankers - nothing wrong with a tug... but the lounge is not the place... off you go.

result: back shivers

^^^ Oh good find....

OK so sometimes when I am playing the number picture game I come across some truly bizarre stuff but because it doesn't have a number and its out in the open I can't post it... BUT this had to be shared... I was looking for a 1680.... and this came up... no pun intended:

^^What are they doing to our @jillar??? And here from the wacky English some 17th centuary crop circles... but back then they weren't alien impression... it was the Mowing-Devil....

^^ Good god no, that would definitely NOT be helpful.... we did making brownies yesterday in my procrastinating... sadly not Jillar brownies, just triple choc ones.... and the idea she was going to do them all by herself... so what we learnt... dyslexics can't follow recipes cos the ingredients get mixed up (4/3 of a cup instead of 3/4.)... she did master breaking and egg... and a mixing bowl OR 2 cos she is so unco. So in desperation to save my kitchen I went and bought a packet mix... and she managed that OK... with the new plastic mixing bowl.... but let her near the sewing... uh-uh I'm not ready for that.... I am just waiting on the sun to be up... then I will cut and sew... promise.

Oh those funny English....they even have rules for including Europeans in their games... hahahaha

Yep... still procrastinating... pattern drafted....YAY... fabric pinned...yay... need to cut, cut, cut.. then sew, sew, sew.... I looked at the sewing machine... and went, yeah-nah.... not at dark time.... I know I am being ridiculous and creating a mountain out of a molehill... I know this is all very silly..... I know these things.... but I have problems ok. (although I suspect that is not a news flash... I'm pickin a barney with mother Scotland over the name of a raincoat so I don't have to get the sewing machine out)... I need to stop procrastinating or I will be up all night sewing a dress and stressed to the max and have noone to blame but meself.... and if I am stressed due to time constraints I will make it easier for the nicobitch to tempt me into being a dick and lighting up... so need to just get me arse in gear and do this shit.

So just to be sure....and doin a final fact check by cream/creamer you mean that stuff you whip (or squirt from a can, blasphemy) to put on cakes yes? ... cos i really can't imagine it in tea. Oh sweetie you are so sheltered in your cold little mother England.... so here is a point of reference: At the back you have the black house flie... as posted, post mortum, by catlover.... then next you have a bush fly... then you have a bumble bee and in the the foreground I give you the Aussie Blowie or Blow Fly.... then we have March flies and Horse flies which are bigger again... they even buzz like a bee and their death through buss is soo frickking annoying bzz-bzz-bzzzbzzbzbzbbzzbbzzzbbbb-buzz-buzzzzz-zzz-zz-z------zz---z---------z... and then 5 minutes later it starts again.... fruckers.... so quite clearly I say to you that's not a fly... THIS is a fly and show you the Aussie Blowfly.

nuh-uh... its a rain coat cos its for keeping the rain out, or its a spray coat if ya using it on a boat cos it keeps the sea spray out... Next minit you'll be tellin me the yanks call jeans Levi's after some geezer who invented denim?! ? Theres also: Warfie Coats ... cos all the warfies wear em Bluies.... cos they are blue Bomber Jackets....cos they are the style bomber pilots wore.. in some places these can also be warfie coats Drizabone ... cos they keep you dry as a bone... although some call these stockman coats Ski jacket... cos ya wear it at the snow puffer jucket... cos its puffy but a mac or macintosh....you sure that's not just the new burger at macca's???? ?

yes.. at least another 25 days or so... how could you @catlover, you have just disrupted the entire food chain... the ripples will be felt... that lost fly could mean a spider starves to death.... WAIT, HOLD UP... thats a frickin fantastic end result... let me just sort this out, for killing a fly which inadvertantly killed a spider..... Although that dead spider could mean a bird dies, which could mean a cat dies... OMG catlover is really catkiller..... you fiend!! So right now... I am procrastinating... because I have procrastinated all day and not even got the sewing machine out... now I am drafting pattern pieces because she has a size 10 waist and a size 20 bust....which is kinda depressing.

I was thinkin' the same thing... bloody baby fly that one, I've seen mozzies bigger than that.

um watchin the telly now... watchin the delayed coverage of the footy... so i listened to the first half on the tranny now i'm watching it... so hope noone spoils it with score updates. (oh and i did a wiz about 12 hours ago) What was the last place you saw and went oh i'd like to go there?

HMMM... Last time tiger snake numbers were down and we had a mouse plague and we didn't have a kitty...or 2.... 2013. We get barn kittens, well trained in the hunt from birth although Ralph is a bit lazy, he might be a bit slow too, but missy is right on em if they are around. I just use the wax cubes though... they work real well. when was the last time you had to kill a spider?

That's just called being a topflight Grandma.... now be a top flight game mate and ask a flippin question.... and not about huggin and shit cos the last cuddle i had was in March and it was from a 4 year old.... the last hug I had was in January and it was from a little girl grippin to me like life depended on it at her dad's funeral and the last coorie, which i think might be a snuggle, was so frickin long ago i can't even remember it.

Just had to put this here so it was on the first page that opens... I have been procrastinating for 4 hours about starting to sew my daughters costume because I am scarred the sewing machine will make me want to smoke... so self... DON'T BE A D1CK.... smoking will not make the fabric do what you want.... smoking is not a reward for finishing that section, even if it was kinda tricky ... smoking is not a reward for anything.... if you are a good girl and finish a section and really need a reward you can pop in and play some games.... there will be no smokin, there will be no flippin trips to 7 eleven in the middle of the night... its not frickin happenin dipshit.... you with the program yet??... right if for some frucked up reason you go from thinkin about a smoke to wanting a smoke or needing one you will enact the disaster plan....Step 1, read this frickin post.... Step 2, post another frickin NOPE, read this again.... Step 3, post a frickin SOS.... Step 4, interact with those responding to the SOS.... Step 4, PM the emergency contact who is in a time zone that is awake.... Step 5, let your emergency contact call you to talk your arse down from the ledge you have stupidly put it on..... ALL of those steps MUST be completed before you will toss this quit and you WILL NOT TOSS THIS QUIT because lets face facts you wont need to go past step 4.... you have this, this is the sticky quit and you are a non-smoker, you do not smoke, you do not need it, you definately do not want it, it gives you nothing.

Wondering if the yanky doodles really put cream in their tea or if they mean milk and if they mean milk why don't they just call it that, why do they call it cream? Watching Pink dance with Channing Tatum... did you know he has dyslexia... or as the kid says... "Mum, that Shamming Tayton has disrexica like me".... maybe this post should be in random thoughts

I had been resenting smoking for a while, maybe a year or so... really resenting it but there was 'no way' I could quit, last time I quit it nearly killed me and quitting was just too dangerous for me, it was something other people could do but I couldn't because my body couldn't take it (TOTAL LIES & BULLSHIT) but I had an issue when I had tried to quit 8/9 years ago that resulted in a lengthy hospital stay.... and in my twisted mind it was giving up smoking that had caused it... NOPE, not true... but the mind is a weird thing, well mine is... anyway I was almost phobic of quitting and I think that contributed to me resenting the smokes... that and because you have to be away from the softball diamonds to smoke when the kids play and I couldn't last the whole 110mins of my daughters games without a smoke and not only did I miss her first catch, I missed her first K2 (strike out of a batter when you pitch) and her first safe base hit (she is a shitful batter)... I missed all these things because I was off ,away from the diamonds having a smoke...and I "had to smoke because I would die if I quit" ....so I hated that I was trapped smoking.. and the only other time I had quit i had missed and craved the frickin things every day... all day... and I didn't want that feeling either. I quit because... well I spose you could say I just couldn't afford it anymore... Its odd... i didn´t really make a decision to quit I just sort of fell into it... the kid got sick, I spent the money I had budgeted for smokes on her medicine because I´m not a completely selfish moron, which left me with enough money to buy a pack that wouldn´t last me until my next pay (6 days away) or I could buy a pack of NRT gum and prey to god that would tide me over until pay day and then I could buy a pack and be fine.. it was meant to last 6 days that was all I had to get through... so pay day rolled around, I popped into the chemist (for a Bricanyl inhaler... which can I add I am still using the same one after nearly 9 months and I was using 1 every 2-3 months) and the NRT gum was on a ridiculous sale... $20 for 200.... now I had managed to last 6 days... nearly 7... with using 4mg nrt gum and I had not even used the full pack of 30... so this little voice in my head says "Hmmm... $20 is nothing... lets get those 2mg ones and see how far this quit thing goes, its nearly 5 days, I reackon those chewies could last 6 months if I need cos I'm only having 4 a day or less...hmmm, go on I dare you (yep I dared myself) give it a go... not having a smoke hasn't killed you yet" .... and here I am, still quit... most days I don't even think about smoking.. some days I have a passing thought and occasionally I get smacked in the face with a crave and do stupid shit... but hey I am the poster girl for doing stupid shit, I thought quitting smoking would kill me (and I was still worrying about this up until about the 6th month, I stopped having nightmares about it about a week after I stopped the nrt gum but up until about the 6mth mark every morning I would be thinking, well quitting didn't kill me yesterday) and used that as excuse not to try for years, I have meltdowns and don't ask for help or sos until after the fact because I am an idiot, I deliberately put myself into situations that are going to tempt my quit which is both stupid and reckless.... but I LOVE BEING SMOKE FREE!!!! I really love it and I am never going to smoke again. I still don't really have a reason for quitting... I just did it... someone asked me the other day IRL and I said, "dunno just felt right at the time".... now why have I stayed quit, here is the list for that... Because my kid loves that I don't smoke Because my friends kids tell me they are proud of me I feel like I am in control of me My dad is proud of me I have enough health issues to deal with as is I am proud of me, something I haven't felt in a very long time, probably since school.

^^ maybe glad the brits settled here first and not the dutch

^^ Making Eeyore sounds??

SWITCHEROO.... SWITCHEROO... Movies so Bad you want the time back.... Blood Freak ... seriously a drug dealer killing biker/turkey hybrid freak this was just something that clearly needed to be watched after dropping some acid.

18th August Vietnam Vetrans (Aus) and Long Tan Day ... Lest We Forget Sorry for the smoking in this clip.... but can't think about Vietnam without this lament...