Buggy
When you have $600 in your hot little hand from selling a buggy, there really is no reason not to get takeaways for tea, aye? And wine. And chocolate. And a hooker.
Jokes! I just say that sort of thing so my father can't show my blog to anyone he knows.
Incidentally, in my class last night everyone was going on about how lame blogs are. Which means blogs are icy cool, so cool they're flying below the radar. Cutting edge baby, cutting edge.
Obviously I'm a semi-secret blogger, bloggers know who I am, but the rest of the world is oblivious.
I do hate the word 'blog'. A better name would be Schnitzenwaffle, that is something you could be proud of owning.
5 comments:
You are so wrong.
I had a schnitzenwaffle.
It resulted in my accumulating no kudos whatsoever.
Maybe it was what I did with it rather than owning it that had that effect, however.
Well, if I had the fifth and unknown German armed service, I'd have precious few kudos as well . . . . oh, I thought you said schnitzenWAFFE . . . . never mind
Vicus, you'll just ruin it for all the rest of us with your irreverent use.
Frontier (can I call you Bob or something?) - I realise I should probably check out made up words in case they're not really made up, but in fact from somewhere deep in my subconscious. Oh well.
Jo, thanks dear. Not much angst here, and nice large verdana thanks. I think the reason I don't tell many people I keep a blog, is because i don't want them to think I that I think I'm that interesting.
And that I can write and spell, since I clearly can't, as exhibited today.
Bob, there's a thought. Wait, another lead thought . . . . Plumb Bob!
I totally agree that we should change the name to schnitzenwaffle. Let's start a campaign!
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