take one woman with low self esteem, but quite good hair
add one moronic illness
stir in some medication which causes hair to fall out
mix it all up and this is what you get...
Wednesday, February 14, 2007
Four little words
A quiet, peaceful year.
That was the plan for 2007.
There was one thing wrong with this plan.
As Blackadder might say: "It was bollocks!".
You see, Big went and said those four magic words.
The words that prove his commitment.
The words that prove just how brilliant he is.
The words he said to me last night, on the eve of Valentine's Day 2007, are hidden below. Go on, select them!
"I got the job!"
Made you look, made you stare, made you lose your underwear!
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- A year when we would continue to grow and enjoy our own food.
- A year when we would finish decorating the house.
- A year when I would relax into my new job and enjoy the increased balance it would bring.
- A year when I would become fitter and healthier both outside and in due to my improved lifestyle.
- A year when I would once again find out the results of my translation exam and hope to lay the foundations for my future life as a freelancer.
That was the plan for 2007.
There was one thing wrong with this plan.
As Blackadder might say: "It was bollocks!".
You see, Big went and said those four magic words.
The words that prove his commitment.
The words that prove just how brilliant he is.
The words he said to me last night, on the eve of Valentine's Day 2007, are hidden below. Go on, select them!
"I got the job!"
Made you look, made you stare, made you lose your underwear!
<< Home