- Nick: hehe
- Nick: it says Kikii - Avaliable next to your name
- Nick: like as in your relationship status
- Nick: like as in it's showing your desperate and want people to know your avaliable so you'll get some man cock in you
- Nick: i find this amusing
June 2009
Ahahaha. Win.
My uncle used to make seagulls explode by feeding them steradent tablets.
Steradent tablets make birds explode?!
Well, if you feed the tablets to them, the next time they drink, their stomachs explode.
Ahaha.
And so do seagulls apparently!
Today I saw a seagull beat the crap out of a pigeon and then EAT IT! WTF?! Don’t seagulls eat fish? It wasn’t even a particularly big seagull, it seemed like a juvenile one.
Seagulls 1 - Pigeons 0
Ahahaha. Win.
My uncle used to make seagulls explode by feeding them steradent tablets.
I just remembered my VERY odd dream about Dappy and Top Gear that I had last night.
It was odd.
- Possibly one of the most entertaining, if not slightly offensive BBQ's I have attended.
- Jacqui: Oh Kirsten, you really need to go outside.
- Alison: You are very pale.
- Fi: Maybe she wants to be pale?
- Me: Thank you, Fi.
- Jacqui's Mother: Maybe she's going for the Michael Jackson look.
- Everyone: *laughter*
- Me: *sniffles*
- Fi: So! Kirsten, that hole in your ear-
- Alison's Mum: What?!
- Alison: Oh, yes. Kirsten has a hole in her ear. Show them!
- Alison's Dad: Most people have holes in their ears.
- Jacqui: But she has a HUGE hole in her ear!
- Me: *shows stretched ear*
- Alison's Mum: *recoils in horror*
- Alison's Dad: Oh! I see! *goes back to sleep*
Mom: What are you doing?
Me: Blogging.
Mom: You have a blog?!
Me: Yes.
Mom: What’s the address?
Me: Hell no! It’s personal.
Mom: But I want to read about your life!
Me: You live with me! I tell you about my life everyday! You don’t need to read it -_- I don’t want you snooping around on my blog.
Mom: Oh ok.
My mum has an infruiating habit of staring at my laptop screen if I’m sitting on the sofa.
Fuck it.
I quit WoW for about a month now.
I’m currently starting my subscription again.
I’m weak.
I’m drinking Malibu.
I’m allergic to alcohol.
This should be interesting.
There’s a marching band passing right outside my house. Why? I don’t know.
If I was you, I’d pretend it was a parade to celebrate how remarkably awesome I am.
We just had two little powercuts in succession.
I felt you should all be informed.
MJ did manage to whisper a brief message to the paramedic as he was on his way to hospital.
“Put me on the childrens ward”
- Me: SO I HURD U KILLED MJ?
- C: No. I had a ticket to one of his concerts.
- Me: OH DUDE. Man. Yeah. don't expect to see that money again.
- Andrew: It's all going towards a funeral, and you're not invited.
- Me: At least Macaulay Culkin's safe now...
- Andrew: Aha =']
- Andrew: Why don't they have a decent picture of him on the news? It's like a crappy wee HI AT MY FACE picture
- Me: Let's face it, the only decent photos of him was when he was black.
- Andrew: Hah. True... This is, I dunno. A bit morbid, but
- Me: But?
- Andrew: But when he decomposes, he's not going to look much different
- Me: Ahahahaha. Oh Andrew. You're being blogged, right now.
I can’t help but laugh at all the people who’ve spent a fuckload of money on tickets to see MJ, and he’s now dead.
I’ll go visit you when I move to London :P I love Scotland, but more as a vacation spot, not so much for living. I’d really like to have a go at making my way in a huge city like London.
And if there’s one thing I know is that gyms are creepy EVERYWHERE! I have friends who have gone through far worse shit than I have at my gym.
Makes me glad that I just rely on my trusty mountain bike, the country tracks, and a few dumbells :D
I’m sad to find out a Lucky Charms diet isn’t going to be as effective as a Special K one.
Maybe my one ‘healthy balanced’ meal a day could be Lucky Charms.
Problem solved.
- It’s my favourite city
- It’s got as much people as my entire country
- I LOVE English weather
- There’s ALWAYS something happening
- It’s closer to Scotland than Lisbon, and I <3 Scotland
- I identify with British culture more than I do with my own
And so many other reasons. Don’t get me wrong, Portugal is a nice enough country, but everything is so… meh. It feels like a village and I need a city.
Pah! London?
If you like Scotland so much, come here! Scotland has ME - it doesn’t get much better than that, really. And our gyms aren’t as creepy. Promise.
