Daily Archives: September 15, 2011

‘Cat Love’ = Far more than one might think!! ;)

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A black and white cat.

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Mr Rurch and Mr Shamoneee – The Destroyers…

I have committed myself to loving my two little brother cats (lights of my life); through the deep highs and lows that inevitably come with feline ownership 😉

I feed them everyday, they never ever feed me,

They ‘wipe out’ both small and large expensive items such as cookers (I kid you not), on roughly a weekly basis,

Shamoneeeee has a problem with cling-ons, which needs no more description!!

They ignore me when-ever they want to, Read the rest of this entry

Lil’ Trissus and her ‘Dramatic Entrances’ at Dawnys!

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My dear old sister continues to bring me the deepest belly chuckles in literally, the shittiest of times…

Varying between ‘every few hours’ to ‘every few months’; she arrives at my door in some kinda crisis or another,

Well yesterday was one of them days, and the crisis is shit and sad on a profound level 😦

But her appearance at points is just tooooo funny, so even in the heightened throes of profound pain; we often end up ‘roaring’ through the tears at the ‘state of her’.

Bear in mind she walks past normal people on the way to mine 😉 Read the rest of this entry

Mania Induced ‘Bilge Entry’ !! (Counting plugs for kicks! What a sorry state of affairs! ;))

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An extension lead/multiplug.

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In the grand scale of the age of the universe, electricity is a pretty new thing. As I have just scrabbled around for a free plug socket to charge the lap-a-topa; searching amongst the extension leads, plugged into the extension lead, plugged into the double adapter, plugged into the wall!!!

(Meandering thought, no wonder I go through electrical items like a mo-fo, I think my Dad once told me you weren’t meant to join that many up :/)

Anyhoo, back to the point in hand!

I thought ‘Jesusin Ka Ryst’, I am not a gadget person particularly. I don’t have surround sound and special dvd writers and all that spangly stuff; Read the rest of this entry

I don’t know what to call this…

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Masked.

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A glass of repetition with some ice please,

A coolant for the burning in my chest,

How many different ways can I say the same thing,

I speak my words, I can’t fathom how you function,

I am sickened by your reactions,

Pained and broken by your words, but mostly, from exposure to your thoughts,

I see inside you when you speak at peak, and the truth has rocked my world,

 

All I asked was be there in the rough times,

You played it really well when they were bumpy but well peppered with divine,

Your soul is well intended but you are blind,

Now I see the you behind the mask.. A mask I knew existed some time ago,

I waited and prepared for the viewing but…

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