gasp

only 3 weeks left of glorious lazy days, good food and church every weekend!! woe betide. i must live! live! live!

time & space curvatures

i would contentedly be caught in a time loop these days. like in Groundhog day when Bill Murray constantly wakes up to "I got you babe" by Sunny and Cher.

i throw stones at mid-september in hopes it runs away from me.

ooh, though completely digressing, i must get my beach chair out on the balcony midnight tomorrow and watch those Perseid meteor showers. i must!

the challenge. i like it. the challenge of having to engage non-engageable(?) kids. the challenge of controlling uncontrollable monyets. but its all oh-so-worth it, to see their sweet, impish smiles and those bambi eyes. yeah, volunteer work is good. plus i get to sneak the odd junk snack or two.

valuable goop

i sneezed snot that resembles Snoopy the dog. i wonder how much it'll be worth on Ebay.

dire straits

i'm out blog-stalking people. very unnecessary on a Sunday evening when there are plenty of programmes on the TV. need to get my priorities right!

The joy contained in the process of arranging every single item in precise order is inexplicable. It might be said that I have an overactive basal ganglia.

women! irrational and illogical! thundering typhoons.