holy crap!
that was one hell of an ending to the current series of the show!

spoilers!

sperate houswives,

so im gonna post my sketches. 

if you want to use them for anything just credit me and preferably id like to see the finished item...

 that would be either: cows with guns  or bohemian rhapsody.

just depends on which side of the cola i am

are you ready david?

i name most of my inanimate objects.
my universal remote, and laptop are both Deep Thought, my phone is Zaphod, all of my teddies have names, my tv is Tantalus, camera; Trillian, if something decides not to work i call it marvin, regardless.

oh and i have pet rocks! tom,  dick and a fossil brachiopod called harry and a trilobite called jane
:D

oh dear.
you know when people say they are never drinking again?
well i really wish tommy would stick to that.

let me elaborate.

omgomgomgomgomgomgomgomg

*bounces happily*



adam balwain... the god that is...

hes selling his jayne hat...
yea thats THE jayne hat!
 this september...
he told us this at the starfury serenity complete com.
http://www.californiabrowncoats.org/?p=90

this september...

*ponders the usefullness of a bank loan... ''for a car'' *

so here are two of my bestest friends in the world...
odin and loki my pets

warning piccies biiig...

im told by a reliable source that the answer to everything is 42.  [what do you mean dont believe everything you read?]
why do i get the urge to strangle my siblings? ... why do i never want to travel with my mother again?
nope

none of those is answered [even by my skewy logic] by 42.

and why do i feel like taking those courses of action?

pull up a chair and let me share a few tales of woe and angst and sheer fustration.

lets start with the siblings shall we?

take my brother for instance.
the bleep is only 16 doesnt even have a provisional driving licence and the bleep regularly takes the car and drives to my dads house. as he is underage [by two freeking years] he isnt insured. thusly its highly illegal. what happens? SWEET F ALL
now... im insured and everything on the car. and am i even allowed in the driving seat?
nope.
can we say unfair?

then theres the tale of two sisters.
im well used to being told that me and my sister ''are like chalk and cheese''.
once more shes gone out for the night drinking.
mother is on her way to drop her into town. and shell collect her at 1 am in the morning again... just like dad does every other weekend. [hes not on taxi duty tonight cause he has the mumps (wasnt it nice of sister to let him have a night off)]
meanwhile ill be lucky to even get a lift into the nearer town tomorrow night when im getting a taxi home.

i HATE being the oldest.

and speaking of mother...
im never flying with her again unless I book said flights.
geez loueez but shes a nightmare.
i like to plan and then just follow through.
what happened when we went to spain on hol a week and a bit ago?
 
well im not going into it but gah!!!
i want to pull my hair out just thinking about it.

where does that bring us...
ah yes...
the animals...
we got back from spain at 2 am last night.
dad had left the two back to the house where they had stayed with him for the week.
anyhoo...
i sat down...
the dog took a jump and landed in my lap, curled up and i swear he was almost purring.
[and hes a minature husky breed so hes not small]
and the cat growled at my sister [cant fault him there] and took a jump too and landed on the dog.
so there was me. 8 hrs of travelling, i sit down, with a minature husky in my lap and a cat draped around my neck. [both purring]
i love animals.