Queen of Hearts.
Sorry for the lack of posts, but I have been at home CRYING MEIN EYES OUT over the fact that NOT ONE MESSAGE in the Herald Sun Lovegoo-chuckups-vomfest was for me. And I checked EVERY ONE OF MY SECRET NAMES. So unless any of you know me as HoneyBum, Boo Boo or Andrew Graham, I am LEFT BEREFT.
That's okay. Really. It's just a cynical exploitation on behalf of Hallmark, and other stuff ugly people say.
I'll be back with the bloggingness tomorrow. In the interim I want to send inappropriate love to my valentine, MattyB, who is just about crazy enough to put up with me being as insane as Phil Spector on acid.
633 days til the next election.
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i'd like to send innapropriate love to both you and matty b.
in a threeway way.
in a spa way.
TETSUYA SAYS MARCH!
Never mind chookie wookie. I still love you Ms fits. It's just that I made a new year's resolution never to give rupert Murdoch one cent for the rest of my life.
I hope you understand my philosophy and we can make hot sweet love on a tropical beach somewhere.
well i sing a great big flying fuck to all us single people on this lovely insignificant 14th.
fuckvday.com
woogie.
brokenleg said...
Never mind chookie wookie. I still love you Ms fits. It's just that I made a new year's resolution never to give rupert Murdoch one cent for the rest of my life.
Dammit. I made the same vow but just couldn't keep it. How did you do it?
Public libraries for papers dude. Oh and then i watch syphoned off sports events on friends's foxtels.
I flew to Melbourne this morning and the Virgin We're-so-much-fun-we're-practically-made-of-sugar Blue team were wearing antennae headgear with love hearts. I felt a strange mixture of pity and glee.
PS As per my question regarding blog fame, I have restarted a blog - it is teeny right now but tis there, growing steadily in exactly the way Australian democracy isn't.
If only WE were perky enough to be part of the Virgin Blue Fun Brigade(TM), audrey.
Still, dare to dream.
"In the interim I want to send inappropriate love to my valentine, MattyB, who is just about crazy enough to put up with me being as insane as Phil Spector on acid."
Yes. Yes he is.
(Can I say that without ever having met him in the flesh? I'm going off his blog persona, so admittedly I have no actual idea. But you never lie.*)
* Despite the fact that you told us you lie - it was one of the three things you revealed about yourself recently.
HEY La Nadine- if there is going to be a 3way- it'll be you me and a woman of my choosing.
Anyway fits, werd on tha streets iz Ms Airey-Brain got a "shitload" of roses and 4 hours on her back
beat that.
Nevermind, Honeybum, there are plenty of folk who think you are the hottest thing on Planet X. Poor little Boo Boo should know better than to trust the nasty populist media. My dearest Andrew Graham, please don't feel left bereft. Left is fine, but bereft just sucks ass, in a jazz fusion kinda way.
That's because your 15 minutes are up hun....
CUPID MUST DIE!
This appears about as close as I'll get to the man of my dreams. Fortunately, the French cloak is "removeable"
http://theory.org.uk/action.htm
brokenleg said...
Public libraries for papers dude. Oh and then i watch syphoned off sports events on friends's foxtels.
I tried that, but the library staff wouldn't let me take the paper to my local cafe, and when I suggested that they install a Starbucks they asked me to leave.... *sad face emoticon*
I saw several addressed to me in the 'Hun, courtesy of my nickname 'boofhead'.
Armagnac'd has lots of readers in Craigieburn...
It's just a cynical exploitation on behalf of Hallmark, and other stuff ugly people say.
Yeah, fuckin' Hallmark.
Oh, right...The last bit...fuck...
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