Dear world
Nov. 18th, 2006 11:56 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I do not feel I am confused enough. Oh, I am quite confused,one might say very confused, and this cold/virus thing that refuses to go and turns me into an unimpressive snuffling wreck on TV has really built on that promising start, but I feel more could be done to render me completely incapable of making a)sense and b)decisions. Thank you for compounding this with a shift that ended at 2 am and a conversation that ended at 5 am this morning. Combined with my current sleeplessness and my shift starting today at 4.30 pm and ending at 2 am tomorrow, I feel there is a magnificent possibility of me being entirely incoherent by tea-time.
Thank you also for my new mini-skirts, the little green tartan one and the dainty black lacy one covered in skulls and crossbones. Maybe I should shop in trance more often.
Yours sincerely
Babbloboot
Thank you also for my new mini-skirts, the little green tartan one and the dainty black lacy one covered in skulls and crossbones. Maybe I should shop in trance more often.
Yours sincerely
Babbloboot
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Date: 2006-11-20 10:30 am (UTC)bootless - unavailing; useless.
My influence throughout history
Date: 2006-11-21 12:44 pm (UTC)Three times hath Henry Bolingbroke made head
Against my power; thrice from the banks of Wye
And sandy-bottom'd Severn have I sent him
Bootless home and weather-beaten back.
HOTSPUR
Home without boot*, and in foul weather too!
How 'scapes he agues, in the devil's name?
- Act 3, Scene 1, Henry IV part 1
*mayhap that should be plural;-)
Confusion
Date: 2006-11-20 11:10 am (UTC)The Bishop, having been awakened from a deep sleep by the unexpected arrival of an orange in his lap and being profoundly deaf besides, understood none of this and could do little but blink and try to cover his perplexity. After a few minutes attempting to decipher the import of events in the recent past from the circumstances of the present the Bishop allowed himself a brief and rueful smile as he handed the orange back to its original owner.
"Alas my dear lady I am cursed with a delicate stomach and cannot eat fruit without suffering the most dreadful cramps. I do hope you understand."
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Date: 2006-11-20 11:11 am (UTC)Mini skirted Boot ?
All Teh Sexy!
(hugs)
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Date: 2006-11-21 12:44 pm (UTC)