Day 88 – wanna smell my fruitcake?

So, I’ve a friend just starting to get into online dating, which has caused and new budding branch to our usual conversation. This afternoon we got talking about pick-up lines, awkward moments, and those weird things you end up saying. So I told her about the time I asked a guy if he wanted to smell my fruitcake. Continue reading »

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Day 72 – Florence Frickin’ Nightingale

This one’s for you mama….

My mom spent her working years as a nurse. A member of that noble-hearted profession of caregivers, nurturers, comforters of the ailing. My mother also has a rather warped sense of humour. To this day, if you ask her how my dad broke his toe (something that happened well over 30 years ago now), you’ll get such a fit of tear streaming breathless giggles you won’t ever really get the story, Continue reading »

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Day 57 – a note to the reader

It may be of note to the reader, the author’s current intellectual pursuits have been fairly evenly divided between: imaginings on the domestic felicity of the undead; stratagems on the administration of her now transient hacker community; and reading of the concluding chapters of Miss Austen’s most excellent novel – Pride and Prejudice.

The mental co-mingling of these divergent subjects, and in particular the influence of the language of the latter on the thoughts of the other, have resulted in a cogitation and verbal discourse which may be regarded by her peers as no less ironic than it is absurd.

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Day 50 – zombie love

As the kiss deepened he felt a rising heat move through his body.

..or at least he would have if he hadn’t died a good six weeks ago, his body temperature now never rising above ambient.

But his love for this woman may just surpass his love for Braaaaaaaains!!! Continue reading »

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Day 24 – stress vs profanity

So, another day without much angst… or cursing. In addition to that pool I’m sure is going around twitter as to which day I snap and post nothing but the word *fuck* (I think I put my money on day 27), I think you could have fun graphing my propensity for cursing vs my apparent stress level in each blog post.

Inspired by Indexed, here a draft to get you started: Continue reading »

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