A Bit Lost

Imagine if you had something you really liked, for a really long time, let's say about 8 years, and then you lost it.

Sometimes, you just get used to having something around. And then it goes away for a while. Even though you know it will definitely be back, the time when it is gone is hard, man.

I'm a feeling bit lost and lonely.  But I know this is all for the greater good, so I will soldier on.

With cats. 

  

 

Above The Line

Once upon a time, a fair youngish maiden spent her Saturday working at a polling booth.

Then she died from exhaustion. 

The end. 

Happy Birthday To Me!

Yesterday was my birthday. I turned 21.  Again.

I had a lovely birthday. 

Chyken took me out for dinner and then to see Hot Shoe Shuffle.  The amazing dancing was somewhat ruined by the very ordinary storyline and a few too many Dad jokes.  The set was very kitsch.  Think 1980's.  Think pastels.
 
At interval Chyken said 'It looks like Daryl Somers has exploded on the stage'. 

We got up from our seats and who do we see sitting RIGHT behind us? 

Yep.  Daryl himself.  Oops!  Although, if he heard us, he didn't seem to care.