Wednesday 17 June 2009

Ongoing musings of a bust sofa

Day 2 and I've still successfully done sod all. What I must try to do is get all the air sucked out of the room so that I no longer even have to expend energy breathing and can just exist in a suspended state, like a cling-wrapped chorizo sausage.

What an experimental life I lead. Really, I am just an eyeball, and earhole and a few typing fingers. I agree, that's not a beautiful sight, but we should be not be so shallow as to expect our bloggers to beam beauty from their very orbs. Actually, last time I looked I resembled an Adrain Edmondson-Graeme GArden-Harry Hill hybrid so girls, please, one at a time.

Two posts in and still nothing of consequence to say! It's going well!

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