archeeeology 5 August 2008
hav fallin fer bonekikers, da bbc serious, n em luvin et tho et bee dredfull hokum altegedder…dammit I can’t keep it up!
Had lovely and mischievous suggestion that I do a whole blog slightly, or wholly, misspelled but it’s a lot harder to do (especially subtly) than I’d ever have imagined.
Anyhow, yes, I have fallen under the spell of BONEKICKERS. I also love MIDSOMER MURDERS and am distraught now that the present season is over. I like my silly tv to be of quality and both of those series are class.
I feel I am spreading by the day as the novel deadline inches ever closer. The treadmill is under a ton of packing and MUST be revealed and used again soon. The only time I get a bit of a walk to to go to the supermarket each evening and then it’s to get food which I cook and eat too much of. I put on weight quite quickly, though the flip side is that it can sometimes come off quickly too. The nagging suspicion is that not all of the stuff that went on comes off in certain areas though – under the chin for instance…the upper arms…well, thighs, tum and bum too, while I’m at it (pretty much covers the lot then…hip hip hooray)
Still madly spotty, bug-eyed from dust and cat hair, and have those dry lips that love to retain the admission of my few glasses of red wine at night (the body is SUCH a traitor) – not a pretty sight at all, at all. I am hoping to be able to find my best camouflage makeup in the morning as am off to do a photoshoot to promote WORLD VISION IRELAND of which I am patron with Victoria Smurfit. We are on a mission for the month, with Today FM in Dublin, to get more child sponsors. The way I’m looking I’ll probably frighten off a lot of humans and a few other creatures too. Still, no such thing as bad publicity, they say, (though I think that may be, what we call in the trade, bollocks)
