Tag: brad
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On how +7 makes the 09 so different from the 04
I’m in Auckland right now, staying at Heather’s house, but at this very moment she’s at her boyfriend’s, and her flatmate (a derby ref) is at his girlfriend’s, so I have the place to myself, and I can pretend that I live in Auckland. So let’s pretend that this place is mine, and I live […]
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Decades of comparison
Today is my birthday. My family have been awesome, as have my usual Tuesday crew (including the Quiz Master, who smells delicious, but could use some hand cream). My birthday party on Saturday night was an awful lot of fun too. On my birthday last year I woke up in bed with a nice girl, […]
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Robot-tusslin’
So apparently, unless you want to lie away for a significant part of the night listening to your stomach making noises similar to that of Homer’s when he took many a cannonball to the stomach in ‘Homerpalooza’ (one of my all-time favourite episodes), it’s not a good idea to swig most of the bottle of […]
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How many is a Brazillion?
So Cheney is briefing Dubya on the events of the day, and of course Dubya isn’t paying much attention because he’d rather be playing with his toy cars, but when Cheney says “…oh and three Brazilian soldiers were killed today in Iraq,” George looks up and his eyes seem terrified. “Dick,” he says, “how many […]
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Needs must
For my homework last week I had to think about my emotional, spiritual, physical and intellectual needs, and while I only wrote it on paper today, I did have a good think about it. As a non religious person, I decided that my spiritual need would have to be something that makes me feel calm […]
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Now officially crazy OFFICIALLY
So today I had my doctor’s appointment and I thought it might be weird to have to tell someone new about my mental history, but as it turns out she’d googled me and had the citalapram waiting on her desk when I walked in. Okay, so that’s not strictly true (or even vaguely true at […]
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Par for the three courses
For some reason (I think it was the two glasses of Amaretto with dessert and as Lisa and Brad did the dishes), I kind of thought that when I turned on my computer tonight there’d be an email from you. Of course there wasn’t. Maybe it was the music. Maybe it would be that after […]