So many little things; where to start?
Apr. 16th, 2006 04:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
whathoI have learnt today that four deceased members of the same species of bird in a single location requires reporting. Three you can put down to a suicide pact.
I have written five drabbles. One of them is a snooker drabble. Two people requested snooker drabbles. Would it be dreadfully cheatsy and awful of me to ask Lakester and Jen if they would object to a spot of drabble sharing? I still have two M*A*S*H related drabbles to write. Two drabbles are still up for grabs if anyone's up for grabbing.
(When I rock forward in my seat - not that I rock habitually - I notice a high-pitched buzzing in my left ear. When I rock back, it ceases and desists. I shall endeavour therefore to remain upright.)
Also I have been eating in the company of my grandfather. We spoke about my great grandmother, who used to carry secateurs around with her so that she could steal plant cuttings from other people's front gardens. She was quite the deliquent. I say spoke. He spoke. I wrote things down, because he can't hear me. It's like MSN, only very low tech.
Well, well. What else is happening. I went for a walk today. As well as dead crows, I saw lots of magnolias. Unless the plural of magnolia is magnolia, in which case I saw them instead. And a Scottish terrier, which made me laugh. I should stop laughing at people's dogs because they don't seem to enjoy it. But they shouldn't have such funny dogs. Scotties don't seem to have anything in the way of legs.
And yesterday evening I made a perfectly beautiful cup of chai. I did not put pepper or cinnamon in my chai. Some recipes suggest them. I use only cardamom and ginger and enough sugar to make it seem unsettlingly like a syrup. It was joyous.
And I'm going to stop talking now because you may be OVERWHELMED by the sheer number of topics piling in on you and thus move along without saying how do.
I have written five drabbles. One of them is a snooker drabble. Two people requested snooker drabbles. Would it be dreadfully cheatsy and awful of me to ask Lakester and Jen if they would object to a spot of drabble sharing? I still have two M*A*S*H related drabbles to write. Two drabbles are still up for grabs if anyone's up for grabbing.
(When I rock forward in my seat - not that I rock habitually - I notice a high-pitched buzzing in my left ear. When I rock back, it ceases and desists. I shall endeavour therefore to remain upright.)
Also I have been eating in the company of my grandfather. We spoke about my great grandmother, who used to carry secateurs around with her so that she could steal plant cuttings from other people's front gardens. She was quite the deliquent. I say spoke. He spoke. I wrote things down, because he can't hear me. It's like MSN, only very low tech.
Well, well. What else is happening. I went for a walk today. As well as dead crows, I saw lots of magnolias. Unless the plural of magnolia is magnolia, in which case I saw them instead. And a Scottish terrier, which made me laugh. I should stop laughing at people's dogs because they don't seem to enjoy it. But they shouldn't have such funny dogs. Scotties don't seem to have anything in the way of legs.
And yesterday evening I made a perfectly beautiful cup of chai. I did not put pepper or cinnamon in my chai. Some recipes suggest them. I use only cardamom and ginger and enough sugar to make it seem unsettlingly like a syrup. It was joyous.
And I'm going to stop talking now because you may be OVERWHELMED by the sheer number of topics piling in on you and thus move along without saying how do.
